Brady – HAV3 2

Brady – HAV3 2 Lyrics

Artist: Brady
Song: HAV3 2

Aye y’all thought I was done with this hype shit?
Y’all thought I was just on my sad sh#t, bro f#ck that
We pulling up with a .556
I did it for fun I ain’t have to

Said he was strapped but he pull out the .22, we pulling up with a .556 [Bop-bop-bop
Take all his sh#t then I go to the crib, and she waiting for me got a bad #ss b#tch [Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I forgot to mention that it’s yo girl, now I’m f#cking yo b#tch in the back of yo whip [What? What?
And these boys are not willing to step to me, cause if they do Imma leave em’ so they can’t be fixed [Grah!

I’m a god when I hop on the mic, every song that I make Imma spit let’s go
And I’m back on my b#llsh#t, I’m back on my trap sh#t, you know that I’m hopping right back on the road [Yeah yeah yeah
I’m a G when it comes to this trapping sh#t, I’m ducking 12 on the daily, I had to get low
And I’m back on my player sh#t, back on my winner sh#t, yo girl she want me I’m swiping yo hoe [Aye aye aye aye

That b#tch she known as a hoe for a reason
She f#cked the whole crew, we left the hoe leaking
I treat everyday like this sh#t is the weekend
I’m getting too high, now my mind it is tweaking

You packing punches, I got a big tool
W, W, never gon’ lose
You mad that we robbing yo homie, I told you before, I did it for fun I ain’t have to
Want some money? Boy you better go that

Want revenge? Grab a gun go get back
Not a pistol, not a knife, but a big Mac
Got a 30 round drum clip, got kickback
Run up on an opp when he talking sh#t

Always talk the sh#t, but can’t walk the sh#t
And they b#tches flock me, cause I’m talking rich
They know none of these white boys talk like this
I don’t even know what I’m doing on this track no more, all I know is I robbed that dude b#tchass

And he ain’t do sh#t about it
I did it for fun I ain’t have to
Said he was strapped but he pull out the .22, we pulling up with a .556 [Bop-bop-bop
Take all his sh#t then I go to the crib, and she waiting for me got a bad #ss b#tch [Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

I forgot to mention that it’s yo girl, now I’m f#cking yo b#tch in the back of yo whip [What? What?
And these boys are not willing to step to me, cause if they do Imma leave em’ so they can’t be fixed [Grah!
I’m a god when I hop on the mic, every song that I make Imma spit let’s go
And I’m back on my b#llsh#t, I’m back on my trap sh#t, you know that I’m hopping right back on the road [Yeah yeah yeah

I’m a G when it comes to this trapping sh#t, I’m ducking 12 on the daily, I had to get low
And I’m back on my player sh#t, back on my winner sh#t, yo girl she want me I’m swiping yo hoe [Aye aye aye aye
That b#tch she known as a hoe for a reason
She f#cked the whole crew, we left the hoe leaking

I treat everyday like this sh#t is the weekend
I’m getting too high, now my mind it is tweaking
You packing punches, I got a big tool
W, W, never gon’ lose

You mad that we robbing yo homie, I told you before, I did it for fun I ain’t have to
Want some money? Boy you better go that
Want revenge? Grab a gun go get back
Not a pistol, not a knife, but a big Mac

Got a 30 round drum clip, got kickback
Run up on an opp when he talking sh#t
Always talk the sh#t, but can’t walk the sh#t
And they b#tches flock me, cause I’m talking rich

They know none of these white boys talk like this
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HAV3 2 Lyrics – English Translation

Aye y’all thought I was done with this hype shit?
Y’all thought I was just on my sad sh#t, bro f#ck that
We pulling up with a .556
I did it for fun I ain’t have to

Said he was strapped but he pull out the .22, we pulling up with a .556 [Bop-bop-bop
Take all his sh#t then I go to the crib, and she waiting for me got a bad #ss b#tch [Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I forgot to mention that it’s yo girl, now I’m f#cking yo b#tch in the back of yo whip [What? Apa?
And these boys are not willing to step to me, cause if they do Imma leave em’ so they can’t be fixed [Grah!

I’m a god when I hop on the mic, every song that I make Imma spit let’s go
And I’m back on my b#llsh#t, I’m back on my trap sh#t, you know that I’m hopping right back on the road [Yeah yeah yeah
I’m a G when it comes to this trapping sh#t, I’m ducking 12 on the daily, I had to get low
And I’m back on my player sh#t, back on my winner sh#t, yo girl she want me I’m swiping yo hoe [Aye aye aye aye

That b#tch she known as a hoe for a reason
She f#cked the whole crew, we left the hoe leaking
I treat everyday like this sh#t is the weekend
I’m getting too high, now my mind it is tweaking

You packing punches, I got a big tool
W, W, never gon’ lose
You mad that we robbing yo homie, I told you before, I did it for fun I ain’t have to
Want some money? Boy you better go that

Want revenge? Grab a gun go get back
Not a pistol, not a knife, but a big Mac
Got a 30 round drum clip, got kickback
Run up on an opp when he talking sh#t

Always talk the sh#t, but can’t walk the sh#t
And they b#tches flock me, cause I’m talking rich
They know none of these white boys talk like this
I don’t even know what I’m doing on this track no more, all I know is I robbed that dude b#tchass

And he ain’t do sh#t about it
I did it for fun I ain’t have to
Said he was strapped but he pull out the .22, we pulling up with a .556 [Bop-bop-bop
Take all his sh#t then I go to the crib, and she waiting for me got a bad #ss b#tch [Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

I forgot to mention that it’s yo girl, now I’m f#cking yo b#tch in the back of yo whip [What? Apa?
And these boys are not willing to step to me, cause if they do Imma leave em’ so they can’t be fixed [Grah!
I’m a god when I hop on the mic, every song that I make Imma spit let’s go
And I’m back on my b#llsh#t, I’m back on my trap sh#t, you know that I’m hopping right back on the road [Yeah yeah yeah

I’m a G when it comes to this trapping sh#t, I’m ducking 12 on the daily, I had to get low
And I’m back on my player sh#t, back on my winner sh#t, yo girl she want me I’m swiping yo hoe [Aye aye aye aye
That b#tch she known as a hoe for a reason
She f#cked the whole crew, we left the hoe leaking

I treat everyday like this sh#t is the weekend
I’m getting too high, now my mind it is tweaking
You packing punches, I got a big tool
W, W, never gon’ lose

You mad that we robbing yo homie, I told you before, I did it for fun I ain’t have to
Want some money? Boy you better go that
Want revenge? Grab a gun go get back
Not a pistol, not a knife, but a big Mac

Got a 30 round drum clip, got kickback
Run up on an opp when he talking sh#t
Always talk the sh#t, but can’t walk the sh#t
And they b#tches flock me, cause I’m talking rich

They know none of these white boys talk like this
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Brady Lyrics – HAV3 2

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Release Year: 1994