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ak bandamont – pure ice كلمات اغاني

yeahhh, uhh, i’m a street n_gga
i was in the trap, cookin up ice without no heat in it

ak bandamont n_gga! i get bands a lot n_gga, you know that!
(shhh)x3

hah! i made a k!llin off the road, that lil b_tch was talkin sl!ck, i put my d_ck up in her throat
i got ten pints all high tec, i made a k!llin with this goo
i ain’t even write my raps, i live the sh_t i wrote
i’m finna turn n_gga to ashes when i spin up in a ghost

i was up a hunnid when they weren’t givin out them loans
give it the next six months, ima gone be givin out a home
n when i cook this pure ice, i ain’t given out them stones

n’ i ain’t mad, i heard y’all tearin up them stores
i taking fed tests whilе you was wearin n_ggas clothes
just hit the hood, i’m tryna cook a birdiе with a stove
she just popped a perc, while sippin henny she a hoe

and if i say that sh_t ,kentucky , she a go
if i hit the trap, just step on work, see the floor
i just bet a band on my trick dice to hit a four!
cut it to a b_tch, like whats ur credit is? lets go and get these phones

yeah! like i’ll pay it back
i just f_cked a b_tch to my new tape, she said play it back
she said she wanna try somethin new, “you can make the crack?”
then i showed her a hunnid all blues, she had a pape attack
we gone jack you out you sh_t, thats a pape attack
why do a statement on these n_ggas and say that they ain’t a rat
i just got a new xd it got a cable mag

i’ve been in some sh_t i got out, cause them angels fast
when it comes to steppin on dope, we in first place
h_llcats ? let of shots and make the earth shake
when i dropped my first lil song i made the earthquake
ten thousand beans on me, i made her stuff em, went the percs way
i know a n_gga, he fiend, he got a perc tray
my dog been sellin dog, he said its hot, he rather serve drank

i finna sell them b_tches whole, its a bird day!
then tie a n_gga up, burn him alive, thats the worst way

yeah!
we got the bag bouncin!
i made a quarter milly in half a year, i love trap houses
just caught a n_gga lackin of the drank and knocked the ack out him
this n_gga veins f_cked up from shootin up dope, it ain’t a tap problem
my other fiend goin insane she got a cat problem
dam this b_tch p_ssy stank, she got a cat problem

i had a flashback to robbin a n_gga in a black honda
we was in dog hood, lurkin all night but did not spot em
seen a n_gga walk up down the street, then whipped out choppa
i creep on you up close, shoot thirteen out the black lama
i remember i wasn’t tryna go to school, i’m on the block danglin
b_tch i’m in here tryna cook up crack, you hear the pots bangin
n ill never sell my soul, b_tch ill pop satan
you was in the school, tryna do work while i was glock changin
i know the aspects of the game and i am not waitin
i’m finna hit the trap, cookin bricks so i can cop sp_ceship
lil girly special, her credit high as my fiens and she ain’t got babies
servin b_tch, beggin for the dope, think she got rabbies
they know i f_cked the city up, i know the cops hate me
you prolly tryna go and sell blood, so you can cop ap
i just took of fast on the state troops n they did not chase me
ill have my dawg back a n_gga, like jamal davis
u be in stores starin at sh_t, u in the mall hatin
ill go accross your top, with a bald taper
we was in the trap tryna cook dope using all razors
watchu want? the molly weed dope we got all flavors
i just ? a b_tch two times, she said sh_ll call later
this b_tch buy her drugs to save for later, she a ball saver
i’m finna go sell this slab, i’m doing fraud later
lil dawg was talking tuff on the neat, he a fraud glater
i got three hoes and five percs, y’all can all take em
this n_gga showing off charges on his story but they all basic

(whisle!)

- ak bandamont

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