![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
albee al - free ar-ab lyrics
[intro]
ayy, free ar_ab for this one (psh, psh)
let me, let me get a lil’ bit of your flow (lilz produced this beat, psh, psh)
with a gladiator mix
gang sh_t, goon sh_t (ayy)
yeah (yeah)
[verse]
got a story that i like to tell (like to tell)
’bout this robbery i did fresh out the jail (fresh out)
got the drop on this opp, so we ringed the bell (ding_dong)
had to duct tape his mother in case she try to yell (shut up, b_tch)
look at all this ice, my wrist look like h_ll (bling_blaow)
had to send my dog some money, hope he got his mail (free the real)
b_tch, i’m a shark, i’m a k!ller whale (i’m a k!ller whale)
k!llеd your dog and you ain’t ride, but you ain’t got your l’s (ayy, you p_ssy, n_gga)
f_ck popularity, my plug know me (the plug know, yеah)
walk through tsa with like a dub on me (i’m racked up, yeah)
you ain’t never use a judge, homie (you ain’t never use it)
hit a n_gga close range, i got blood on me (boom, boom_boom, n_gga)
n_ggas tried to k!ll me, but them p_ssies missed (them p_ssies ass)
came back that same night and got that p_ssy hit (hit, baow, ha)
lil’ bad b_tch, she want her p_ssy l!cked (splash)
i ignored the facetime, b_tch, i’m doin’ sh_t (i’m busy, ho)
i could never put a b_tch over this f_ckin’ money (never)
pray i catch an opp slippin’ like he f_ckin’ clumsy (grrt, baow, baow)
‘member i shot the school up ’cause n_ggas tried to jump me (y’all remember, yeah)
i’m addicted to this bread, i’m a f_ckin’ junkie (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
all i want for christmas is some white bricks (is some yellow_ow)
whoever don’t like this sh_t, they could bite d_ck (they could eat a d_ck, ah)
no internet beefin’, i don’t type sh_t (nah, nah, n_gga)
i just run up throwin’ bullets like i’m mike vick (boom, boom, boom, boom)
l ain’t searchin’ for my opps if they hidin’ out (no)
just don’t park this tinted sh_t at yo’ mama’s house (gone)
they empty on the face like a p_rn star (ha)
mike myers back (grrt), p_ssy, yeah, i warned y’all (the gladiator)
got a dope boy rollie like i’m sellin’ bird (i’m sellin’ birds)
got a million dollar check just for sellin’ work (just for sellin’ work)
steal a bang on a n_gga, julius irv (bang, bang, bang, bang)
and i’m bustin’ off them perc’s (ha), tryna calm my nerves (fly)
last night i had a dream, i caught a homicide (what happened though?)
woke up the next day and caught a homicide (grrt, baow, yeah)
you ain’t never catched no homicide (you ain’t never k!lled nothin’)
and you ain’t never get questioned by them pigs either (nah, n_gga)
ridin’ ’round with a eater in a two seater (ah)
n_ggas know po a hitta like i’m derek jeter (home run)
sellin’ white and brown, i got jungle fever (i got jungle fever)
seen my reverend cop coke, so i don’t trust a preacher (oh, no)
could’ve bought another benz, i bought some more guns (i bought some more straps)
come here, bartender, bring me more ones (bring me more racks)
i’m so ready when the war comes (i’m so ready, n_gga, yeah, i’m so—)
i’m so ready when the war comes (i’m so—, yeah, yeah, yeah)
seen my grandma fight cancer ’til her last breath (argh)
doctor said her days is numbered like a math test (pain, yeah)
tell me, god, why you ain’t help her beat it? (tell me why, yeah)
my heart broke, i feel like my sh_t bleedin’ (tell me why)
why n0body there for me when i f_ckin’ need it? (they never there)
anxiety f_ckin’ with me, f_ckin’ with my breathin’ (for real)
i swear these percocets be helpin’ with my grievin’ (how i feel)
somebody pray for me, i’m tryna calm the demons (okay, argh)
long hair like jesus (yeah)
give a n_gga two like reece’s (brrt, brrt)
quick to hit a n_gga like i’m out here playin’ defense (yeah)
i just dropped this bad b_tch off named peaches (yeah, yeah)
don’t believe in rapper, that’s why i barley do features (no)
half these n_ggas rats, and ain’t sh_t that they could teach us (they rats)
they just gave my lil’ bro a hundred twenty pieces (free the real)
tore my heart to pieces, i ain’t the one you want to beef with (grrt, gang)
[outro]
free ab, man
free lo
it was always a hundred when we linked up, you know what i’m sayin’?
got a appeal with motion
i’m prayin’ for ’em, bruh
on ya head
free the real, gang
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- aurosonic - eternal lyrics
- nlo - по номиналу (at face value) lyrics
- cryptic slaughter - aggravated lyrics
- u-sayn - tonight (feat. faye davison) lyrics
- charles luies - berber shag carpeting lyrics
- medhane - i was just in the mara lyrics
- jonathan something - for all my life lyrics
- nicholas naison - bez teba lyrics
- the frst (popular) - cycles lyrics
- o.s.t.r. - król lyrics