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ak bandamont - crook magnet كلمات أغنية

[intro]
ak bandamont, n_gga

[verse]
i just got a n_gga dropped, it only took an eighty
my n_gga made a hundred off edd, it only took an addy
just dropped a n_gga up close and walked up on him, told him look at me
hit your b_tch from the back, i told her look at me
ha, i told her look at me
these 32s a drac on me, why they look baggy?
you crossed that line with dog, you pull out tec and then shoot at him
all my n_ggas step on work of pressed cocaine ’cause i’m a crook magnet
i’ma make a couple m off doin’ fraud and then buy the plug
sh_t, i’ll k!ll a n_gga kids, you can’t buy a son
i’ll drop a n_gga up close, his brains was flyin’, that’s by the son
that b_tch trippin’, i told her eat d_ck, i can’t buy the sun
ha, sh_t, sh_t, i probably could
you n_ggas talk down on scams, can’t hit a jugg, oh, you probably would
if i pop out with a draco, then it’s probably wood
get a n_gga whacked and k!ll a rapper, that’s probably suge
when i pop out in la, b_tch, i’m highly hood
i’ve been out hеre gettin’ off with dog, but the molly good
i brеak down a chopper and sawed it off ’cause the harley good
this n_gga say he got some clean, it was hardly good
now a c’s mad
fiend just came through knockin’— he need some green crack
it wasn’t even weed
n_gga say he smell somethin’ funny inside his blunt, it wasn’t even seeds
b_tch just came through beggin’ for some work, he wasn’t even pleased
she ain’t doped out, this ain’t livin’ right, so get on your knees
i remember hittin’ the trap to go and gamble, puttin’ bands on d’s
now i hit the trap with a couple onions, put bands on these
just jugged a n_gga out eight lines and it ain’t codeine
just robbed a n_gga in his hood, he popped him twice, now they all on me
i’m finna take my hood on a journey, tell ’em follow me
my dog just push to start a stolen whip, he ain’t got no key
naw, he ain’t got no key
my dog a dog, he hit the pit with three and he ain’t got no leash
this b_tch’ll lose her mind and k!ll everybody if she ain’t got no beans
my hitman baldhead, he crack jokes, look like chico bean
lil’ girly say she need a gram, b_tch, here go three
and all my n_ggas keep a weapon, we don’t fear no heats
put doggy on head with no advances, he’ll clear your street
i’m freddie, i’ll k!ll you while you sleepin’ but this ain’t no dream
you get it? but this ain’t no dream
i put somethin’ in my pop, i made it [?] but this ain’t no lean
you n_ggas broke as sh_t, jump in your bag, why you hate on me?
and you the type of n_gga call the jakes on me

- ak bandamont

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