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40unce - 22 freestyle كلمات أغنية

[verse i]
born in the year of the dragon, but they call the kid here the g.o.a.t
they saying it’s sink or it’s swim, and you gon’ end up like the boat
turn your favorite rapper into smoke, if he thinking it’s the time to joke
i been in the shadows for too long, so i think it’s time i get exposed
i spit game like you hit the eject b_tton
used to work as a host making next to nothing
now a n_gga selling beats like a farmer
i’m the reason the globe getting warmer
ion wanna f_ck your girl, that’s too easy
wanna holla at your mama, i’m slеazy
if she ever say shе working late
don’t worry mate, i’ma have her ass percolating
shout to the crew, dolo just turned 21 and dmac just turned 22
ceddy up next, he dropped that “no heart no mind” and they already call him the best
shout out to key, he gon hold it down it macon, and that’s just to say the least
never forget, darius, zeus, d’angelo, that’s just the top of the list
i’m going hard as a brick in this b_tch
pouring bacardi, that henny and cris’
smoking a strain that don’t even exist
i just be playing like whoever decided to put an s in the middle of “lisp”
i just make hit after hit after hit like i’m boxing a n_gga who can’t make a fist
at this point y’all should just cover your wrists
at this point this sh_t just come to me naturally
yeah that boy smart, but my n_gga i had to be
40 stay charged up, you can count on it
but been charged with zero counts of battery
if you can’t tell, i do it big, i do it well
i see the bar, i raise it up then i do it again, i double excel
[interlude]
shout to the crew
dolo just turned 21 and dmac just turned 22
ceddy up next
he dropped that “no heart no mind” and they already call him the best
shout out to key
he gon hold it down it macon, and that’s just to say the least
never forget
darius, zeus, d’angelo, that’s just the top of the list

[verse ii]
i’m bending, you breaking, i’m winning, you making excuses on why you don’t try
your people be snaking, they fibbing and faking, everything they say is a lie
she moving and shaking, that booty be quaking, she suffocate me with her thighs
got no plans for caking, her back will be aching, she never had this type of guy
holy mackerel, holy cow
all these waterworks, on me now
“east side 40, hoe!”, that’s the tag
like the quiet kid, i stay in my bag
i could buy a brick and cut it in half
make it back twelve times, but that ain’t my path
i’m just worried bout the dope in my pad
like everywhere i go, i got contraband
you the sandman, you put em to sleep
hold up, i can use that name for me
i’m the sandman, and this the apollo
the people booing, so go back to your seat
don’t make me get my cane, i’m able
to straight make your name a fable
think this is a game, pool table
set your heartbeat to “disable”
i should be more peaceful; i’m a rasta, after all
sometimes i’m outside my noodle like a pasta radical
right now i’m on a pill and seven_eighths of adderal
i just k!lled the beat, if you got hurt, then that’s collateral, big 40 time

- 40unce

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