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ak bandamont - 11pm on hells road كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(jlap, talk to ’em)

[verse]
you crossed that line, you broke a law, we knock you down, now you in critical
we’ll line you up, then cut your head off ’cause it’s the principle
they was throwin’ shade, i ran up all that pape’, they gave pitiful
b_tch, i keep a can, just know i beat the case, i’m gettin’ rid of you
don’t think you brave, i’ll sh_t off n_ggas’ cape, just know i’m temptin’ you
just come try it
if i hit your face, just know i’m into you
just bought an eighth and put it to my face, just know i’m sippin’ you
and i ain’t lyin’
they told my brain like ‘kay, i’m into you
i wake up every day and cut up ‘caine, i got a ritual
i’m in a suited ‘vette in all black cuttin’ up white, i ain’t political
lost my n_gga havin’, so i’m ridin’ ’round with that ratchet, they ain’t k!llin’ you
i’ve been dealin’ with pain every day and night, but it ain’t physical
every day i leave the crib, i got a pipe, just know i’m clinchin’ you
girly tried to set me down up for a life, but i ain’t quizzical
they sat my doggy down with life ’cause he got strikes, it was habitual
i had to cut a n_gga off ’cause he started doin’ things that she could do
every day i leave the crib, it’s all ’bout pape’, i’m doin’ chicken moves
shawty want a bbl, i brang up ten and got her titties moved
i got a chop on me, don’t got my cpl, but got the titties too
i’m goin’ colorblind hittin’ these banks, i paint the city blue
ever since i dropped that one song, i made the city new
woo, .556, 7.6 deuce, and even twenty_twos
you tried issue, better not miss, i’m hittin’ twenty dudes
why would i be pressed about a b_tch who couldn’t afford to move?
she tried to make her family right, but couldn’t afford the school
she tried to pin me with a kid, she got aborted too
she think her dad a kingpin, he got extorted too
i can’t get enough of gettin’ this pape’, i need more this luke
twenty thousand all dubs, that’s my morning luke
this n_gga tried to rob me, he a scrub, now they mourning dude
we finna blow ’em all out, i bet they forfeit too
firebomb his car goin’ to work, now they corporate through
they talk about the opps the last six months, it went four for two
ten millions for the half, no cap, we need more of them dudes
my k!ller do not rap to get a bag, he gotta whack, that sh_t more than truth
i just got a plaque for sellin’ crack, that sh_t more than true
[outro]
(jlap, talk to ’em)

- ak bandamont

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