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Dr. View - NEVER WORTH IT lyrics

Artist: Dr. View

album: The Last Dragon


Who's badder than the Shogun
Bruce Leroy, that's who (on gang)
Bruce Leroy, catching bullets with his teeth (Two Gs)
Yes sir (Two Gs)
Catching bullets with his teeth (jugg)
Nigga please
Addicted to money for real
Niggas don't understand how I feel
Bitch I been in the field since a nigga was little
On gang (on gang)
Let's go, Two Gs (View)
Addicted to money for real
Niggas don't understand how I feel
Bitch I been in the field since a nigga was little (let's go)
Grew up serving the feens only focused on green
Cuz like Meek I be trying to get mills (on gang)
And get over the hill like Hank cuz we come from the gutter the Shady for real (jugg)
I put on for my city every time you ask me I pick L like a nigga love losing for real
You little niggas be talking and talking and talking
And me and my niggas be on that for real (on west)
If it's ever a problem just no we a solve it
Don't duck me and glocky just like Jack and Jill (on west)
Rearrange buddy face behind that disrespect
Niggas know that Two Gs come with these type of skills
I can't ever sit still always stay on the move every second go by is time wasted for real
In love with the money we flirting
Run it up quick we move perfect (Two Gs)
Talk good but know he ain't that person he posting on snap for insurance
I be workin grinding tryna get it
Just like the weekend I done earned it (on gang)
Talk gangsta but outside he nervous
So beefing with bro never worth it (west, west)
In love with the money we flirting
Run it up quick we move perfect (Jugg)
Talk good but know he ain't that person he posting on snap for insurance (2Gs)
I be workin grinding tryna get it
Just like the weekend I done earned it (let's go)
Talk gangsta but outside he nervous
So beefing with bro never worth it (Five Tre)
Bitch you know the Five Tre
Nigga I'm the Five Tre (uh huh)
Walk down yo street with them sticks nigga like a parade (hanh)
Let them play on Five Tre he get sprayed
I been on it since 8 the black mag in my bag in third grade
It's long live reggie that shit bring me pain
I just need my own bag and I start feeling sane
Trapping shit, I'm a hustle before anything (yes sir)
Always keep me some racks, nigga me and you not built the same (let's go let's go)
Oh my God, but this ain't' Charlamagne
How you blame me for being like this
And y'all made it this way
I can't fuck with motherfuckers, that shit ain't a game
I'm a reroute and figure shit out before I let a nigga pick with my brain (on God)
Bitch I'm Jugg with Two Gs
I'm in love with the stains
Hit a lick at 11, I'll fake the fundraiser
If I go, I'm a go, man I hate a pump faker (Jugg)
In love wit da money we flirtinf
Run it up quick we move perfect (Two Gs)
Talk good but know he ain't that person he posting on snap for insurance (on gang)
I be workin grinding trying to get it
Just like the weekend I done earned it (on gang)
Talk gangsta but outside he nervous
So beefing with bro never worth it (boo, boo, boo boo boo)
In love with the money we flirting
Run it up quick we move perfect (hanh)
Talk good but know he ain't that person he posting on snap for insurance
I be workin grinding trying to get it
Just like the weekend I done earned it (west, west)
Talk gangsta but outside he nervous
So beefing with bro never worth it, on gang (Two Gs)
2Gs, Jugg
Yeah that's right bow sucker (yeah)
Bow down to yo master
Yeah coolie, kiss my converse
What happened
Sho'Nuff happened that's what
And it's all cause of you
Everyone knows you scared of him
Kissed his shoes and everything
What good is that kung fu jive if you can't even use it, coward
A girl could do worse than to have her own real live kung fu master
I am no master
You sure look like a master to me

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