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3mfrench – rarely كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
yeah, na_na_na, ayy, yeah
free my dawgs and free my—
uhhh, oh, yeah
it get real, n_gga
3m, r.i.p. the real, n_gga
gun up on my waist, so don’t come near me
see, all that talkin’ got your homie hit severely
don’t claim your ass ’cause we both know you’re there rarely
3m, yeah, uh, gang

[chorus]
gun up on my waist, so don’t come near me
see, all that talkin’ got your homie hit severely
don’t claim your ass ’cause we both know you’re there rarely
that block is dead, i made them p_ssy n_ggas fear me
yeah, don’t need no deal, them streets hear me
and they don’t know how much a n_gga makes yearly
if you owe me money, don’t be spendin’ unless you clear me
a quarter ticket got these diamonds dancin’ clearly
[verse 1]
yeah, fake love, i see it clearly
they claim they slide but we both know my block is scary
i keep a shooter right beside me, always near me
my back hurts from all the weight a n_gga carries
see, that money call, i’m in a hurry
i sleep late, but i just gotta get up early
2milly always got a .30, i call him curry
you want a verse? you might aswell just send a birdy
ask about me in my city, b_tch, i get racks
uh, his homie died but there’s no get back
i keep a gun up on my waist to watch my head back
i don’t diss the dead ’cause i’m just tryna get the next pack

[chorus]
gun up on my waist, so don’t come near me
see, all that talkin’ got your homie hit severely
don’t claim your ass ’cause we both know you’re there rarely
that block is dead, i made them p_ssy n_ggas fear me
yeah, don’t need no deal, them streets hear me
and they don’t know how much a n_gga makes yearly
if you owe me money, don’t be spendin’ unless you clear me
a quarter ticket got these diamonds dancin’ clearly

[verse 2]
yeah, they want me dead and i’m like, “no way”
you ride for me, i ride for you, man, it goes both ways
i call the plug, i need a crate, i want like more than one
collectin’ money, i made a k!llin’ on the 401
i rather get the bag ’cause partying is no fun
them n_ggas slip over a b_tch, them n_ggas so dumb
and you ain’t sick, and roney’s sh_t, them n_ggas both bums
ch_nks want smoke, but he got no lungs
and i’m the man up on my block, you do them store runs
you strike a opp like where i’m from, and that’s a home run
them brand new sneakers on my feet, i hope he don’t run
like he had money, now he dead, we’re like a gofund
[chorus]
gun up on my waist, so don’t come near me
see, all that talkin’ got your homie hit severely
don’t claim your ass ’cause we both know you’re there rarely
that block is dead, i made them p_ssy n_ggas fear me
yeah, don’t need no deal, them streets hear me
and they don’t know how much a n_gga makes yearly
if you owe me money, don’t be spendin’ unless you clear me
a quarter ticket got these diamonds dancin’ clearly

- 3mfrench

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