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ak tarantino - new to music? كلمات أغنية

[intro]
f_ck, d_mn
i got franks tucked away in the closet, no holocaust
proper preparation prevents poor performance
i was tired of the choppa, b_tch, i just bought a bomb
b_tch, we can go sub for sub
tired of my neighbor, b_tch, so i just bought his lawn
d_mn

[verse 1]
wok pot hot, threw an eight in it
i been pushin’ pounds on top these p_ssies like i’m weightliftin’
bubble runt, smoke a flour with some flav’ in it
hit him with the fa, shoulda dodged, but he didn’t
i’ma back up with the chop, i’m tryna leave a buddy limpin’
walk up and run down the boy off of the bike he on
try to [?], boy, i’m finna spike these bombs
boy, i’m f_ckin’ on your b_tch, she play with b_lls like pokemon
if your ass come out here with her, i promise you both gon’ die
ayy, me and lil’ chapo at the crib waitin’ for violence
hit ’em with the fa_fa_fa, strike like lightnin’
hit him with the fa_fa_fa, now he mindless
i run down a opp until i make him see the brightness
i threw out a brick, i’m finna watch a junkie [?]
i’m up in the zombieland, waitin’ ’til the time come
“ayy, what type of fiend you got?” got the right one
“hey, what type of dog you got?” got the blind one
type of choppa guy, you can’t even find one
got a bomb painted like a bowlin’ ball, i’m finna slide one
[?] what’s the plan, time to boss it up
i just spent four big bands on this tesla truck
i can’t be captain save a b_tch, i could never do it
lil’ bro practicin’ with bl!cks, he one of my students
i just put a trackin’ chip on him, i know he movin’ stupid
put lil’ bro in the box, and if he lose, i know he used to usin’
[?] box, if he movin’, i’m finna rubik’s cube him
i just shot the glock in tjerrhe spot, and they don’t know who was shootin’
[?] out the box, i promise they can’t mute the movement
he could put a random one on you, it’s like he new to music
[interlude]
like he new to music
he new to music
how much are you new to music?
how much are you new to music?

[verse 2]
none of this is new to me, none of this is new to me
when i pop out in the black, i swear they wanna [?]
so much bodies under the bas_m_nt, it’s a charcuterie
choppa said he tired of bein’ cold, so we gon’ build the heat
(fa_fa_fa_fa_fa) f_ckin’ step on ’em
we gon’ hit his head so it don’t matter ’bout that vest on him
we lay him to bed, he wasn’t right, so i went left on him
i just made some bread, i got some dogsh_t in my left pocket
[?] the poncho, the fendi belt got an f on it
king of all this sh_t, d.b chapo, we finna chest p_wn ’em
jerry tryna hang ’em and leave ’em without a chest on ’em
i got that guy’s head, so go ahead and knock the rest off him

[outro]
go ahead and knock the rest off him

- ak tarantino

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