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a-dot taylor - fxck em كلمات الأغنية

[intro a_dot taylor]

i’m talking to you!
yea i’m talking to you, b_tch!
yea! b_tch i’m talking to you. b_tch i’m talking to you
yea i’m talking to you, b_tch!
yea! b_tch i’m talking to you. yea i’m talking to you
aye b_tch i’m talking to you, b_tch!
aye b_tch i’m talking to you! (it’s a!)
yea b_tch i’m talking to you! (it’s a!)
aye b_tch i’m talking to you! (it’s a_dot!)

[verse one: a_dot taylor]

man f_ck these n_ggas with two d_cks (f_ck em), don’t give two f_cks who you is (nah)
i’m a young god you n_ggas judas, i’ll leave you crucified at the pulpit (hallelujah)
if you cross me like two sticks (what?), it’ll be redrum like kubrick (what?)
yo residence can be the cemetery and i swear to god you n_ggas homesick (godd_mn!)
my flow is the equivalent of the holy ghost (okay) and during a overdose
when my brain waves on overload, then i explode (let’s go!)
alumni n_gga (yea) get ya hung high n_gga (yea) what i’m whippin in the kitchen (yea) ain’t stir fry n_gga (yea)
gotta rifle with a scope (yea) with a birds eye n_gga (yea), it’ll drop you out the sky (yea) like when birds die n_gga (yeeaahh), (godd_mn!)
get the f_ck outta my face, none of you n_ggas is safe (nah)
just because we may be family that does not mean that we could ever relate (f_ck em!)
ha! i’ll beat yo ass and beat the case, treat a cake n_gga like anna mae
them wires all up in your face will have you talking foreign like anime (godd_mn!)
my middle finger stay raised up, broke n_ggas talking cheap that’s a pay cut
how you do the most but ain’t made much, are hustle ain’t the same bruh (nahh!)
ray charles, stevie these n_ggas talkin keys but can’t see me (can’t’t see me)
return to sender these n_ggas broke i hope they kept they mothaf_ckin receipts (godd_mn!) (yeeeaaahhh)
[chorus: a_dot taylor]

yeeaahh! n_ggas hating on the low (they do), why?
cause i’m counting dough and i stay with the baddest hoes, you know (yeeaahh)
yeeaah, getting gwalla with my folks (i do)
sh_t i stay up to par and you don’t meet the status quo, you don’t (nah), n_gga!
don’t test your f_cking luck, cause i don’t give a m_th_f_ck
put yo middle fingers up and scream
f_ck em (yea) f_ck em (yea) m_th_ (yea) f_ck em (yea)
f_ck em (yea) f_ck em (yea) m_th_ (yea) f_ck em (yeeaahh!)

[verse two: ms marie]

f_ck all these n_ggas like hoes do (f_ck em), no debating any line that i throw you, is real
dedicate the hook, for those who contest, fishing for clues, what i’m gon do next
keep it in private as i’m doing them checks, you wrinkling your face, gotta keep you pressed (you pressed)
don’t know where i stay, better still address, my name out in public, and put some respect on it
they cry babies, like johnny depp, any role i play, i’m winning, that’s a bet (that’s a bet)
in a dicey life your sh_ts a mess, better cr_p out cuz you’re number 2 at best (cr_p out)
now, ready set, coming up fast, when i’m in your face, throwing up this cash (throw it)
tell me how it taste, regurgitate, them bills like monica lewinsky’s past
got d_mn that’s what i call a sucky life, all in a uproar they stay in strife
got a hold of the money, wit a grip so tight (i do), now sum it all up, f_ck your advice (f_ck it)
nah, what you talkin bout, ain’t sounding right, how you eating off dough, in a hunger strike (how)
in such a plight, you hope i might, help raise your wealth, throw you a bite f_ck that (nah)
let em starve, they ain’t going this hard, want a free ride, blowing gas, ain’t got a car
had to roll the wrong thing, now you stuck so far, behind, it’s blunt, been time i take charge (catch up)
now, watch what i do, when i run your whole crew, now fix your thoughts, ain’t the one to be screwed
you don’t succumb, expect what’s due, 9 months later b_tch, then it’s mother f_ck you (f_ck em!)
[chorus: a_dot taylor]

[verse 3: a_dot taylor & (ms marie)]

it goes, f_ck whoever don’t like me, (you can eat a d_ck and die slow hoe)
finna takeover like jay_z, (i’m in either mode, like nas hoe)
f_ck everybody outside my team, (my circle tighter than virgin p_ssy)
how the f_ck you figure we in the same league? (y’all benchwarmers, i’m a starting rookie)
i said, i am a suicide risk, (princess cuts all in my wrist), let me elaborate this
(my diamonds are shinin’, they blindin’, these n_ggas is hatin’ cause my pockets thick)
n_gga get off of my d_ck, (that is reserved for ya chick)
i f_ck her, i pass her, we run her, we send her back home to ya crib (you be massaging that b_tch), sh_t
i’m k!lling the game that’s a fatality n_gga, (i’ma star study me like astrology n_gga)
upgraded from minimal wage to salary n_gga, (timi and a_dot should be proud of me n_gga)
amg, knd, we a monopoly n_gga, (we own the city don’t step on our property n_gga)
what’s beef? kick in the door, who shot you n_gga?
(me against the world don’t make me 2pac you n_gga, i hit em up!)
[chorus: a_dot taylor]

- a dot taylor

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