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ak tarantino & d.b chapo - f150 كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
ak_47

[verse 1: ak tarantino]
how you gon’ tell on your mans and act like ain’t sh_t happen, dude?
i’m the biggest worm up in this hoe, think i should act in dune
i used to eat cup noodles, now i go munch on crab rangoon
we spin a hunnid times, i get up close, i’m finna fap his coupe
my backup smack up dude, i’m a pimp and dad to you
flashin’ uzis back to you, the switch compact and fast to use
trap just opened, packs in two, it look like i was baggin’ food
bagged a brand new mac with booze, and i’ma send a package too, hey
my lil’ brother crackin’ cars, why? ’cause that’s all he know
if you was up on that line, you would have taped the ball and scope
fifty piece, what it take to come right through your door
fifty g’s out on ohio, i made it fit in what i rode

[verse 2: d.b chapo]
hеy, stole a f_150, f_ck that, stole a trx
took your bad b_tch from the crib_o ‘causе she know i treat her best
took that stolen trx and hopped out with my bp vest
everybody come to my crib_o, got drugs like cvs
d_mn, d_mn, baby got me really pressed
hop out that big body benz, illmatic with my [?]
d_mn, b_tch, know my shot the best
aimbot on my glock, i run the block, throw bullets at they neck
treat that glock just like a playground, i’m gon’ hop inside and slide
.45 in my jacket, match my [?] lookin’ from the side
two_tone tinted whip, look like my white mixed up inside my sprite
painted purple, white to match when i sit down and [?]
i said throw gelato in the blunt, ayy, throw lemon tree in too
fill that dookie log with [?], then hotbox up the room
smoke that big blunt out the tube, chapo might end up on the moon
d_mn, ak pass the dook log while mk hands me the booze, b_tch
[verse 3: mkfrm1800]
new .23 with double_d titties, throw a f_150
my broccoli the littest in the city, catch that [?]
x25, 308 drum leavin’ a n_gga dumb (go get his ass)
dookie new glocks, knock down the sun, told bro let’s have some fun
step back on that [?] like i play for the suns
we put bta n_ggas done, we tryna lurk for fun
we got drac’s, arps and drums, but this b_tch [?]
gen five in the back, like 19x, we bought the [?]
i smacked the n_gga like some gun, the .44 make him run
these n_ggas hoes, [?] we catch one in his home
we tryna leave a n_gga stunned, big .45 ap guns
we tryna leave a n_gga stunned, big .45 ap guns

[verse 4: bankrollfrm16th]
talkin’ stupid, n_ggas done, when i hit cut, better run
that n_gga think he tough, he think he hard just ’cause he got his gun
[?] at the end, they finna get some buns
me and gang f_ckin’ on some boss b_tch, we havin’ fun
brother pullin’ up with that big strap, but she don’t talk a lot
i pull up with some girlie [?], you know i’m ’bout beat the box
okay, we hit ’em with the [?], chop it up, i heard the feds hot
that n_gga claimin’ that he hard, that n_gga p_ssy, man, he really not
(man, that n_gga broke, b_tch ass, bum ass n_gga
f_ck you talkin’ bout, gang?)

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