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allblack - y.n.a.f. كلمات الأغنية

[intro: allblack]
well well well well
if it isn’t mister fool’s gold, mister gold plated
dtb on the beat, that’s bro

[verse 1: allblack]
doin’ eighty down labray and lightyear [?]
facetime with guapdad 4k, showin’ off my cleats
so f-ckin’ high, can’t close my eyes, and i can’t even think
i feel like future when he made harley and ate that bean
rap n-ggas want the fame, that’s a godd-mn shame
k!ll ape jacket, mini-jeans and a highline chain
play 2k, f-ck weak b-tches, and brush them waves
that princess cut jesus piece on got him thinkin’ he safe
that ain’t eczema, that’s a chain that gave you a rash
your partner’s sh-t real but i bet he ain’t got no cash
n-ggas gon’ fake it to they grave just to get that -ss
jail -ss n-ggas always talkin’ ’bout what they had
i can’t believe you took a pic with that lil -ss bag
don’t even know you but that sh-t really made me mad
pimp this, pimp that, but you out here trickin’
take out the trash ‘fore ma dukes give your -ss the whippin’
n-ggas ain’t never spent two months worth of rent at the saks
i watched lil tyrone cop a house to the neck off packs
foothill lookin’ like a dyk- club with all them straps
put your gun down like craig, that’s it and get whacked
all that mayweather ali hand throwin’ is old
put a price on my head, bet it won’t get sold
dip your chain in some water, prove it’s real gold
go ask them gangsters in your hood if i ever got hoed
go ask the coldest pimp you know if i really stand toes
let’s play a game called show me, whip out your cheese
n-ggas got chargers, wallets, lint, more lint
carmex, fourteen dollars, and a dream in them broke -ss jeans

[verse 2: rexx life raj]
look around at what i built, they know i’m all about it
might flip pack on dl but never talk about it
the only one that know it’s me, i ain’t told no one else
you all for the ‘gram ’til you go down, you done told on yourself
top floor all caucasian, i’m the hype though
my daddy was a panther, give a f-ck about these white folks
black and beautiful, i’m the owner, that’s unusual
i could’ve hired your mama, had that b-tch all in the cubicle
they throw money at me ’cause my talent indisputable
luckily i’m musical but still got pharmacueticals, uh-huh
lookin’ at you n-ggas, you a boy band, why
’cause you be on the gram with your boy bands
backstreet -ss n-ggas, in sync with that fraud sh-t
i run big play, i get burned like a wall sit
one funny move, have my young n-ggas called up
run through your crib then get dipped like it’s salsa, uh-huh
thank you, very much, yeah

[verse 3: cash kidd]
black, what’s the deal my baby?
hey, outcall for five hundred, let her keep two
spent your motherf-ckin’ rent on a jump shoe
makin’ plays, avoiding 12, i’m tryna be smooth
police tryna catch me with that ratchet like the green room
skrrt skrrt, actin’ bad, forty in my hand
pull up and whack n-ggas like jody and his mans
white twenty-ball on me, courtesy of scams
gotta keep that tommy close, martin, gina, pam
couple people rooted for me ’til i took off, huh
some ain’t start rooting ’til i took off
riding with that big motherf-cker like i’m rudolph
y’all n-ggas lame as h-ll and y’all look soft
-ss full of stretch marks and it’s soft as h-ll
soon as i bust this nut, b-tch go talk to mel
care package on his head, get him offed in jail
n-gga i ball like i lost my scales
real n-ggas with me, it’s hereditary
five-six-seven-four, b-tch we legendary
out here in the field like the secondary
you ain’t got no thirty on you like february
flashing guns all on insta, i’m still not convinced
crib full of dog food like i’m michael vick
i won’t take the trash out if i ain’t got the stick
if police use my raps in court then i’m out this b-tch

- allblack

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