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UNCLE SAM Video (MV)




Performed By: Hardbody Scottyy
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Dajoun Meniefield
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Hardbody Scottyy - UNCLE SAM Lyrics
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Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam
Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam
They hate on me bad and i'm just screaming damn
Put that pole on a nigga head i'm screaming wham
And them shots from that arp gon make em scram
Block watching but they still think i'm ona gram
I been low key
I been keeping my peace
I'm still stuck in the streets
I been very discreet
I know lots of shit i can't ever repeat
I run this shit but they still thinking i'm weak
Yeah
Walking up with this stick in my hand
I'm gon hit i'm not needing my mans
From the dirt got my feet in the sand
I was broke they wasn't giving me grams
If you steal you not needing your hands
Try kill me then you needing to plan
Tell them come and get rid of me then
Watch his house just to see when he playing
Watch his mouth just to see what he saying
Bet that up you bleed in the end
Big ole glock it's a beam on the end
When that hollow tip hit his real life setting in
All that tough shit gon come to an end
And i keep it one thou niggas ain't even men
So it ain't no need to be friends
I been tryna save my life with a safe
Safe to say this shit ain't come with a cape
Blow the chopper yelling sweet like it's cake
Pay to play leave the address to the lake
Tell them cleaners come and sweep with a drac
Bitch i'm taking nina out like a date
I rock that prada shit just like it's bape
Bitch i'm hardbody i'm just like a ape
I'm in this big body it's just hitting eight
Codeine in my body i pour me a eight
You keep your body i just want your face
Feel like everybody been giving me hate
Feel like everybody been giving me fake
They know they gon die bet not make that mistake
I'm off a percocet five feeling great
Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam
Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Lowkey i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamin's from uncle sam
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English

Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam
Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam
They hate on me bad and i'm just screaming damn
Put that pole on a nigga head i'm screaming wham
And them shots from that arp gon make em scram
Block watching but they still think i'm ona gram
I been low key
I been keeping my peace
I'm still stuck in the streets
I been very discreet
I know lots of shit i can't ever repeat
I run this shit but they still thinking i'm weak
Yeah
Walking up with this stick in my hand
I'm gon hit i'm not needing my mans
From the dirt got my feet in the sand
I was broke they wasn't giving me grams
If you steal you not needing your hands
Try kill me then you needing to plan
Tell them come and get rid of me then
Watch his house just to see when he playing
Watch his mouth just to see what he saying
Bet that up you bleed in the end
Big ole glock it's a beam on the end
When that hollow tip hit his real life setting in
All that tough shit gon come to an end
And i keep it one thou niggas ain't even men
So it ain't no need to be friends
I been tryna save my life with a safe
Safe to say this shit ain't come with a cape
Blow the chopper yelling sweet like it's cake
Pay to play leave the address to the lake
Tell them cleaners come and sweep with a drac
Bitch i'm taking nina out like a date
I rock that prada shit just like it's bape
Bitch i'm hardbody i'm just like a ape
I'm in this big body it's just hitting eight
Codeine in my body i pour me a eight
You keep your body i just want your face
Feel like everybody been giving me hate
Feel like everybody been giving me fake
They know they gon die bet not make that mistake
I'm off a percocet five feeling great
Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Low key i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamins from uncle sam
Jump out with this stick in my hand
You bet not let nobody tell you who i am
Bout my business so he just hoping i don't blam
I been hit it so i'm just hoping it don't jam
I got beef with some niggas that come from the land
Lowkey i gotta keep my riches off the gram
I been trying to hide them benjamin's from uncle sam
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Writer: Dajoun Meniefield
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