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all black suited up - pop kreep كلمات أغنية

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[verse 1: ju ek]
why they dissin’ my block? kdot b at the top of the top
run into me wordabro i’ma flock
i been droppin’ the hill every trip on they block
jayoh dead, smoke him a lot
n_gga a fiend and went out to a pop
run into me, i get wavy wit’ glocks
when i’m out wit’ my b_tch, she gotta tote on the knocks
wordabro though
n_ggas duckin’ my g, hop out the v i’ma throw ’bout three
catch jah rilla we turn on the beam
if he yellin’ out villy we clear the whole scene
like, who the f_ck jacob beef?
[?] ran when i hopped out the v
he heard the door, then he ran out his sneaks
n_ggas know how i get wordabro wе could link, like
.44 go r_t_rded, wе on the 3, three deep tryna spark sh_t
a3 dead, hit in his dead
be like 2 to the 9 tryna catch us a target
i’m throwin’ lead, they think i’m ed ’cause the g start singin’ so i had to park ’em
now let’s walk through the back, i’m tryna walk up the block let it clap
he could get shot if he droppin’ my makk, double back on that side tryna see who got whacked
a3 dead, hit in his cap
every trip on the 3’s, gotta tuck in my gat
sidestep what? n_gga got clapped
we gon’ bend through the front, through the side, and the back
[verse 2: pop kreep]
oh, abz dotty duckin’ from me
ddot, he was just duckin’ from g
i was just slidin’ for bro ’cause the diss wasn’t funny
if i’m not wit’ a drip or a cub, then a runny
ab got hit in his tummy
he tried to run, trip and fall, he a dummy
pourin’ up shots after dark
got a licensed ‘ooter, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout cars
we caught ya’ shooter, right in the park, n_gga he ain’t even shoot back, n_gga got no arm
n_gga uzi got tagged, now it’s time to brag
zelly done dead, he got turned into ash
they homie be on some chill sh_t, i’m tryna k!ll sh_t every time i walk up that block
floater was panickin’, duckin’ from shots
if i can’t call gbando, then i’m callin’ up bloxkz
in the back of the dice game, all i do is plot
in the strip club tryna take a watch
all black suited up, like a cat
creepin’ through cars, i attack
he ain’t get to see nun’, all he saw was black
and he thought we was his mans, he got turned to a pack
x boppin’, got me crossin’ my hands
a3 dead, i know they miss they mans
tevvy dead, so we smoke him n_gga
no pole we gon’ do him like noah

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