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Yo Nick Papz, make it slap 00:04

Can't be fucked with records 00:06

We not done selling bricks, selling pints 00:12

We not done moving blues, moving ice 00:15

We not done fucking niggas' hos 00:18

We not done, still running through the bows 00:21

Who shot cuz? I think I know who did it 00:24

Who shot-? Yeah, one of my niggas 00:27

We not done, yeah, we not done spinning 00:30

We not done, yeah, I bet' not catch you chillin' 00:33

We not done, yeah, we not done stepping 00:36

Two straps on, Smith & Wesson 00:39

Who not bold? Yeah, fucking right 00:42

Who I know? Who got a nigga life? 00:45

Chill, I'm home, let's get this bitch going 00:48

We not done, getting 60 for the oranges 00:51

Three pops poured, yeah, all in the Nash 00:54

Wock, Wock, red, then it's back to 75 00:57

Bring my phone, come on, come on 01:00

Glock 23, with the drum on it, drum on it 01:04

Bags getting sold from the east to the west 01:07

Pints getting hid, all the dog getting stretched 01:10

We not done selling bricks, selling pints 01:13

We not done moving blues, moving ice 01:16

We not done fucking niggas' hos 01:19

We not done, still running through the bows 01:22

Who shot cuz? I think I know who did it 01:25

Who shot? Yeah, one of my niggas 01:28

We not done, yeah, we not done spinning 01:31

We not done, bet' not catch a pussy chillin' 01:34

We not done buying nellys for the baddies 01:37

Ask my bitch who put her in that Patek 01:40

Bust AP's, everything else plain 01:43

We not done stepping on that 'cain 01:46

Ring my line, I got it, who want it? 01:49

Second block from Whittier, we got blues, we got oranges 01:52

Reap said, "Chill", but it's hard for me to stop 01:55

Forever gotta step, this for Neff, this for Mox 01:58

Bring my phone, come on, come on 02:02

Still say it's a ten with a one on it, one on it 02:05

Girl getting sold from the east to the west 02:08

Pints getting hid, all the dog getting stretched 02:11

We not done selling bricks, selling pints 02:14

We not done moving blues, moving ice 02:17

We not done fucking niggas' hos 02:20

We not done, still running through the bows 02:23

Who shot cuz? I think I know who did it 02:26

Who shot-? Yeah, one of my niggas 02:29

We not done, yeah, we not done spinning 02:32

We not done, bet' not catch a pussy chillin' 02:35

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We Not Done

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Lyrics:

[English]

Yo Nick Papz, make it slap

Can't be fucked with records

We not done selling bricks, selling pints

We not done moving blues, moving ice

We not done fucking niggas' hos

We not done, still running through the bows

Who shot cuz? I think I know who did it

Who shot-? Yeah, one of my niggas

We not done, yeah, we not done spinning

We not done, yeah, I bet' not catch you chillin'

We not done, yeah, we not done stepping

Two straps on, Smith & Wesson

Who not bold? Yeah, fucking right

Who I know? Who got a nigga life?

Chill, I'm home, let's get this bitch going

We not done, getting 60 for the oranges

Three pops poured, yeah, all in the Nash

Wock, Wock, red, then it's back to 75

Bring my phone, come on, come on

Glock 23, with the drum on it, drum on it

Bags getting sold from the east to the west

Pints getting hid, all the dog getting stretched

We not done selling bricks, selling pints

We not done moving blues, moving ice

We not done fucking niggas' hos

We not done, still running through the bows

Who shot cuz? I think I know who did it

Who shot? Yeah, one of my niggas

We not done, yeah, we not done spinning

We not done, bet' not catch a pussy chillin'

We not done buying nellys for the baddies

Ask my bitch who put her in that Patek

Bust AP's, everything else plain

We not done stepping on that 'cain

Ring my line, I got it, who want it?

Second block from Whittier, we got blues, we got oranges

Reap said, "Chill", but it's hard for me to stop

Forever gotta step, this for Neff, this for Mox

Bring my phone, come on, come on

Still say it's a ten with a one on it, one on it

Girl getting sold from the east to the west

Pints getting hid, all the dog getting stretched

We not done selling bricks, selling pints

We not done moving blues, moving ice

We not done fucking niggas' hos

We not done, still running through the bows

Who shot cuz? I think I know who did it

Who shot-? Yeah, one of my niggas

We not done, yeah, we not done spinning

We not done, bet' not catch a pussy chillin'

...

Vocabulary in this song:

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Vocabulary	Meanings
sell /sɛl/ B1	verb - to exchange something for money
move /muːv/ B1	verb - to change position or place
get /ɡɛt/ A2	verb - to receive or obtain something
run /rʌn/ A1	verb - to move quickly on foot verb - to manage or operate
catch /kætʃ/ B2	verb - to seize or capture something that is moving
shot /ʃɒt/ B2	noun/verb - the act of firing a weapon / to fire
step /stɛp/ B2	verb/noun - to walk intentionally / a movement made by lifting the foot
bottle /ˈbɒt.əl/ B1	noun - a container with a narrow neck used for holding liquids
glock /ɡlɒk/ C1	noun - a brand of handgun
ice /aɪs/ A2	noun - frozen water
pint /paɪnt/ B2	noun - a unit of measurement, especially for liquids
strap /stræp/ B2	noun - a strip of leather or other material used for fastening or securing
baddies /ˈbædiz/ C1	noun - slang for attractive women who are confident and fashionable

Grammar:

We not done selling bricks, selling pints

➔ Present continuous tense

➔ The phrase "We not done" indicates an ongoing action or state, emphasizing that the action of selling is still happening.
Who shot cuz? I think I know who did it

➔ Indirect question

➔ The phrase "Who shot cuz?" is an indirect question that does not require a question mark in the context of a statement.
We not done moving blues, moving ice

➔ Gerund as a noun

➔ The word "moving" acts as a noun here, referring to the action of moving blues and ice.
I bet' not catch you chillin'

➔ Colloquial contraction

➔ The phrase "bet' not" is a colloquial contraction of "better not", commonly used in informal speech.
Bring my phone, come on, come on

➔ Imperative mood

➔ The phrase "Bring my phone" is an example of the imperative mood, used to give commands or requests.
Still say it's a ten with a one on it

➔ Present simple tense

➔ The phrase "Still say it's a ten" uses the present simple tense to express a general truth or fact.
Forever gotta step, this for Neff, this for Mox

➔ Infinitive form

➔ The phrase "gotta step" uses the infinitive form "to step" to express necessity or obligation.