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Try Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Acemattz
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: ace MattZ




Acemattz - Try Me Lyrics
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Lil' Nigga better sit yo ass down
There's rule to the streetz
F*ck around u get killed, Murked
Pull up on me, I cant do no talk (Talk talk talk)
If I catch You, you goin look like u gawk
You gawk
Real niggas in my circles
I can't f*ck with Lames, No No
They told me u making them claims
When I pull up ain't no games
Nigga you play we cross ur name out
I ain't goin do it for the fame
Better stop making them claims
I'm a real nigga and you know it
You cant claim what I claim
I'll f*ck your bitch on purpose
You're a clowm you belong in a circus
F*ck around they goin find ur corps
Ya, better be nervous
Look at all ma niggas they are in flames
Slate gotta a glock with a beam on it
Dan got them guns like rambo
We goin move on yall randomly
We be smoking a lotta weed
We be drinking a lotta of Lean
Theres rule to the streetz
F*ck around you get killed
Theres rule to the streetz
F*ck around you get killed
Theres rule to the streetz
F*ck around you get killed
Theres rule to the streetz
Pull up on Your bitch we poppin
Pull up on your gang we poppin
You niggas are bluffin, ima put you niggas in the coffin
Let a nigga try me
Let-letta Nigga try me
F*ck around you drop dead
You know I dont bleed
Drink a lotta of lean
Smoke a lotta of weed
I'm high (In the sky)
I'm high
Let a nigga try me
Let a nigga try me
You know I dont bleed
Drink a lotta fo lean
Smoke a lotta of weed
Moscato
A Nigga bout overload
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Lil' Nigga better sit yo ass down
There's rule to the streetz
F*ck around u get killed, Murked
Pull up on me, I cant do no talk (Talk talk talk)
If I catch You, you goin look like u gawk
You gawk
Real niggas in my circles
I can't f*ck with Lames, No No
They told me u making them claims
When I pull up ain't no games
Nigga you play we cross ur name out
I ain't goin do it for the fame
Better stop making them claims
I'm a real nigga and you know it
You cant claim what I claim
I'll f*ck your bitch on purpose
You're a clowm you belong in a circus
F*ck around they goin find ur corps
Ya, better be nervous
Look at all ma niggas they are in flames
Slate gotta a glock with a beam on it
Dan got them guns like rambo
We goin move on yall randomly
We be smoking a lotta weed
We be drinking a lotta of Lean
Theres rule to the streetz
F*ck around you get killed
Theres rule to the streetz
F*ck around you get killed
Theres rule to the streetz
F*ck around you get killed
Theres rule to the streetz
Pull up on Your bitch we poppin
Pull up on your gang we poppin
You niggas are bluffin, ima put you niggas in the coffin
Let a nigga try me
Let-letta Nigga try me
F*ck around you drop dead
You know I dont bleed
Drink a lotta of lean
Smoke a lotta of weed
I'm high (In the sky)
I'm high
Let a nigga try me
Let a nigga try me
You know I dont bleed
Drink a lotta fo lean
Smoke a lotta of weed
Moscato
A Nigga bout overload
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