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1mere – mr disrespectful كلمات اغاني

[intro]
stop f_ckin’ playin’ with these n_ggas, man, yeah
where he at? where the f_ck is yak?
go, go (stop that dissin’ too)
come here

[verse 1]
this the josh pack, this sh_t hitin’ hard as sh_t (go)
when gorilla joe died, all they did was drop a diss (go)
at the bus stop and got cooked, what? you ain’t never heard of lyft? (go)
if you son was still here, he woulda got hit with the switch (go)
what the f_ck? came to your show, you was on my d_ck (go)
ain’t n0body know your songs, ain’t n0body sing your lyrics (go)
you ain’t really got no bodies, you ain’t put sh_t in the air (go)
you just sittin’, rappin’, dissin’, n_gga, we ain’t tryna hear it (cap)
you like twenty_eight and you ain’t got a body, f_ck you waitin’ for? (cap)
bus stop was at the bus stop and got clap, clap
how the f_ck is you a chaser? when you see me you gon’ run
spin the 42th, likе, “where yak?”, dead ass, son (whеre he at?)
dissin’ on lil’ mere, he gon’ be just like twin
we got a lot of dead opps, you gon’ be just like them (like them)
n_gga, where the f_ck is yak? we keep campin’ on that block (go)
i was spinnin’ through the trolls tryna get my gun hot (go)
why the opps screamin’, “go”? all they homies gettin’ shot (go)
we get over, f_ck rap beef, we gon’ get the drop
you was locked up when your son died, f_ck was that about? (f_ck was that?)
you get home and you ain’t do sh_t, brrh, yeah, that’s out (that’s out)
[chorus]
how you cliquin’ up with the same n_ggas that robbed you for your sneaks? (go)
it’s them pink balenciagas, ayy, bro, get them joints to me (ayy, get them joints to me)
he ain’t want them anyway, he let them take ’em off his feet (let them take ’em off his feet)
catch a opp, closed casket, how we leave him in that street (go)

[verse 2]
where your baby mom at? why she let your son leave? (why?)
i’m really on that 4 and i’m posted up on the o (go)
in this sh_t for lil’ mere, he dissed lil’ bro, he gotta go (go)
and your brother told sh_t, that’s like hangin’ with a cop
me and murda down the bottom, we like, “where the f_ck is yak?” (where the f_ck is yak?)
n_ggas got one chain, one gun, down bad (wow)
heard he got a dead son and dead homies, that’s sad (that’s sad)
them n_ggas playin’ with the dead and then do it, don’t last (go)
you playin’ pool with them n_ggas tryna k!ll you? that’s fast (go)
in the v like, “where yak?”, don’t let me found out where you at
man, them headshots hurt, ask the opps who got whacked
in the bitty tryna create a strain, we need a new pack
they see bl!ck with the mask, they gon’ duck like, “who that?”
put lil 3 up on that backseat, he come back with a hat (go)
n_ggas get put up for good tryna fish down this end
we ain’t get to catch him, we start bl!ckin’ on his kin (boom)
all the opps on pc, how y’all standin’ on ten?
and your son got murdered, poor baby, he ain’t love you (he ain’t love you)
how the f_ck your baby died and you ain’t do sh_t? you ain’t want him (you ain’t want that n_gga)
my homies used to f_ck you up, why you chasin’ for the buzz? (why?)
let me catch a rap n_gga, hit him up until he stuck (go)
let them rp’s hit him now, watch his sh_t gush (gush)
i bet the last n_gga learned, don’t lose your life tryna catch a bus (go)
how the f_ck your son died and the k!ller ain’t get touched?
but you in your raps cappin’, n_gga, you ain’t got a gun
catch a rap n_gga, blow his brains out, that sh_t fun (go)
[chorus]
how you cliqued up with the same n_ggas that robbed you for your sneaks?
it’s them pink balenciagas, ayy, bro, get them joints to me (ayy, get them joints to me)
he ain’t want them anyway, he let them take ’em off his feet (he let them take ’em off his feet)
catch a opp, closed casket, how we leave him in that street (in that street)

- 1mere

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