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15-12 budd – mad at us كلمات اغاني

[intro: wooski]
let’s get it, gang sh_t
shout out to the gang, man
r.i.p. and free my n_ggas, man (fbg, man, clout boyz sh_t)
all that there, b_tch, gang

[chorus: wooski]
b_tch, we clouted up
b_tch, we clouted up
i guess that’s why they mad at us
i guess they mad at us
smoking keta, counting up
smoking keta, counting up
blood money in this double cup
in a double cup
b_tch, we clouted up
b_tch, we clouted up
i guess that’s why they mad at us
i guess they mad at us
smoking keta, counting up
smoking keta, counting up
blood money in this double cup
in a double cup
[verse 1: wooski]
y’all ran out of luck (f_ck the opps)
shooters wilding in them cuts, me and my gang be going nuts (tooka gang, turn up)
shout out cray cray, cashout, and my broski duck (foe ‘nem)
and b_tch, you must be from halsted if you think you gon’ get cuffed (silly b_tch, gang)
all that sh_t you talk to me, boy, it’s a bluff (you ain’t getting no bread)
can’t never lack in chiraq, my boys too rough (there go them k!llers)
pull up on your b_tch, i’m like, “what up?” (skrt skrt, skrt skrt, skrt skrt, get down)
they scared to post on their block, we let guns fuss (glah, glah, grah)

[verse 2: 15_12 budd]
they call me jaro city budd, n_gga
ruger with that thirty_three, we send them slugs, n_gga
tutu gang, n_gga, we don’t show no love (ttg)
we hit your block all_black with the gloves (with them gloves)
wet his p_ssy_ass up like a tub (he wet)
all you seen was a puddle of blood (d_mn, he leaking)
now, me and wooski and [?] throwing dubs (f_ck up a check)
we f_ck the check up, then we might rob the plug (give it here)

[chorus: wooski]
b_tch, we clouted up
b_tch, we clouted up
i guess that’s why they mad at us
i guess they mad at us
smoking keta, counting up
smoking keta, counting up
blood money in this double cup
in a double cup
b_tch, we clouted up
b_tch, we clouted up
i guess that’s why they mad at us
i guess they mad at us
smoking keta, counting up
smoking keta, counting up
blood money in this double cup
in a double cup
[verse 3: electrik]
one big strap and a two_seater
i don’t do lean, but my n_ggas drink by the liter
that’s why these boys mad, ’cause they gotta pay for a feature
i don’t do tricking, only thing i pay for is sneakers (uh)
i love my b_tch, i’ll never say, “i don’t love these hoes” (yeah)
i be shining for diamonds, keep a yellow b_tch just to match my gold (just to match my gold)
on the grind, you can tell how the paper stack and fold (uh)
that’s real n_gga sh_t ’til the casket closed

[verse 4: va the mobster]
yeah, we got ’em mad as f_ck (uh_yea)
approach me wrong, i’m letting the pistols bust (bah)
and trust
n_gga, you f_cking with gs, not f_cking with thugs (uh_yea)
really ’bout that action (uh_huh)
and all of my n_ggas, we really be packing (we packing)
and subtracting
all these fake_ass, flaw_ass n_ggas that really be acting (uh_yea)
all that gutter gutter sh_t that you talking ’bout
n_gga, it ain’t gon’ make you last that long (unh_uh)
’cause shawty be good with the chrome
bringing that pressure right to your home (uh_yea)
really ’bout that bread, though
but strapped with them choppers just like commandos (commandos)
this game get greasy (huh)
and when it does, i’m letting the things go
[chorus: wooski]
b_tch, we clouted up
b_tch, we clouted up
i guess that’s why they mad at us
i guess they mad at us
smoking keta, counting up
smoking keta, counting up
blood money in this double cup
in a double cup
b_tch, we clouted up
b_tch, we clouted up
i guess that’s why they mad at us
i guess they mad at us
smoking keta, counting up
smoking keta, counting up
blood money in this double cup
in a double cup

- 15 12 budd

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