PGF Nuk – Got Bigger Lyrics

Lyrics Got Bigger – PGF Nuk

Uh, I be wit’ some real deals
Told my shorty, Go and shoot, I bet he go do it
Told lil’ shorty, Go up on that mission, he ain’t go through it
I be wit’ some real killas, I be wit’ some real deals
Strip ’em like a stripper, where that s**t at
Why you drop the lo’, I swear we finna’ kill ’em, where that b**ch at
Uh, we don’t trust n**gas, you can’t hang around
Do a wrestlin’ move, WWE, pin ’em down
Uh, put his a*s down

Hid him in the dirt
We gon’ have this conversation cut short like a skirt
We slide on opps like a 9-5, it’s time to go to work
I got a 30, foe’nem got a 30, ain’t talkin’ bout no percs, n**ga
F**k a perc, n**ga
Bunch’a switch Glocks, we got opps in different hoods
So it’s time to switch blocks
Shots of Remy, shots up out the Glock
It got my wrist hot
I’ll never tell, lips sealed, like a Ziploc, n**ga

Money got bigger
Pipes got bigger
He dissed the guys, so his life got thinner
W got bigger
I’m a real winner
Came straight from Hell
I’m a real sinner

Folks got dizzy on they block, he a real spinna’, uh
Off the Heezy, hittin’ tops when we kill n**gas, uh
Shorty head hot, guess I gotta’ chill n**gas, uh
We takin’ on his block, I gotta’ smack a .. n**gas, uh
Mask up like Scream
We gon’ shoot him ’till he scream
I be slidin’ with this mop, shoot the block ’till it’s clean
Flip, flip, switch Glock, mini machine

Put a stock up on my Glock so ain’t no missing
If he tweakin’ with the guys, then you go missing, disappear
Poof, he in the sky, get him outta’ here
Folks be doin’ tricks, so we gon’ cheat, we ain’t playin’ fair
We .. all the opps, put his a*s in the air, uh
Everyday on 59th, wit’ a Glock, uh, yeah
Everyday on 57th, look for opps, uh, yeah
You would think he jumpin’ rope, how I make him hop
You would think he in the NBA, the way I make him flop

Bro just came and asked me, How I’m feelin’
Told him, Damn, I’m chillin’
I wanna’ catch a opp and put him to the ceilin’
Said, Let’s spin they block
We gon’ kill all mens and no women
Everyday I wake up mad ’cause they livin’, let’s get ’em

Uh, I be wit’ some real deals
Told my shorty, Go and shoot, I bet he go do it
Told lil’ shorty, Go up on that mission, he ain’t go through it
I be wit’ some real killas, I be wit’ some real deals
Strip ’em like a stripper, where that s**t at
Why you drop the lo’, I swear we finna’ kill ’em, where that b**ch at
Uh, we don’t trust n**gas, you can’t hang around
Do a wrestlin’ move, WWE, pin ’em down
Uh, put his a*s down…

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