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4bsence - ​son كلمات الأغنية

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[verse 1]
why he talkin on the net? bro, i’m not into that
yeah, we spun his block but he survived, i guess we spinnin’ back
shooters in the trackhawk, brodie wanna backtalk
do murder for hire ’cause i hear the f_ckin’ bag talk
yeah, yeah, gun up to his face, that boy got done up, got erased
posted in—, we got ks, finna shoot up kamisu’s place
like, who the f_ck that lil boy kased?
and indicuh still say my name
you both irrelevant, stay quiet, don’t you b_tches got some shame?
one, two, three bodies in the f_ckin morgue
bodie wanna talk, i left his body on thе f_ckin’ floor
four, five, six, i just left some f_ckin morе
cut his body f_ckin’ open ’cause i love the f_ckin’ gore
slit sh_t, hit sh_t, add him to the hitlist
indicuh ain’t doin’ sh_t, he just be on some b_tch sh_t
how you have an ego and you really never did sh_t?
get up off my page and go back to makin’ your mid sh_t

[verse 2]
take a f_ckin seat, who the f_ck you tryna be?
like, bro just sit there silently, the murder be excitin’ me
like, why that lil’ boy fightin’ me? he my son
i’m like, “can he shut up finally? that boy ain’t doin’ none”
bro started talkin bout family
brodie tried to b_tch me, that ain’t work, he need a plan b
brodie wanna talk until we posted up on—
said u feel depressed lil bro go overdose on xannies
go join yo’ f_ckin’ granny (bozo)

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