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apollored1 - yvl anthem كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
double_o five
bl!ck (bl!ck)

[verse: 1]
he employed, he work in the backstreet (yeah)
if you want smoke, n_gga, match me (yeah)
my b_tch, she in love like a [?] (yeah)
these n_ggas don’t wanna come at me (uh, uh)
these bad hoes tryna attack me (uh, uh what)
she f_ck for a perky and some zaxby’s (uh, uh)
i rock black pants, not no kacky’s (uh, uh)
i got mad love for the backstreet (uh, uh)
i got everything, you can’t text me (uh, uh)
i don’t yell, my voice never raspy (ah)
give ’em real, these n_ggas be acting (oh yеah)
they gon’ do it for views and a caption (oh yeah)
shе now popping, now they wanna [?] (xans)

[chorus]
yeah, throw up the wock (what, what?)
throw up the wock (yeah)
throw up the wock (wock)
i’m really not playing with gods (double_o)
these n_ggas, they really can’t die (double_o)
i got all black, d_mn, i’m disguised (yeah)
i pop me a perk and get high (yeah)
i tell ’em, “no n_gga, not fly” (you not)
we took that lil’ boy out the sky (get up)
i gotta get it, gotta try
i gotta get it, gotta try
i’m really with it, this ain’t no lie
i’m really with it, no lie (yeah)
yeah, yeah, i’m really with it, no lie (yeah)
[bridge]
they gon’, uh, sit ’em back

[verse: 2]
yeah, celebration when a opp die, hold the glock up, just like it’s a trophy (yeah)
why the f_ck that n_gga talking to me, i don’t know these n_ggas, he don’t know me (what)
why these n_ggas got a badge on, ain’t got a bag but they police, huh (huh)
one_two, n_gga, twelve, huh
i don’t talk to these n_ggas, i f_ck around and talk to myself, huh
f_ck n_gga drop a song, i f_ck around and drop shelves (ah)
the glock gave my g’s like d_mn, so we don’t f_ck around and [?] (ah)
free my n_gga at the cell (free him)
free my n_gga, gave him h_ll (free lotto)
i come and pay your bill, huh (yeah)
[?] got sh_ll, huh (yeah)
double_o, n_gga, h_ll, huh (ha)
[?] like a sh_ll (ah, yeah)
put a hole in it, it like a well
i got [?] like dj dorell (i do)
i got seven hoes at the hotel
(throw it up, throw it up)

[chorus]
yeah, throw up the wock (what, what?)
throw up the wock (yvl)
throw up the wock (wock)
i’m really not playing with gods (double_o)
these n_ggas, they really can’t die (double_o)
i got all black, d_mn, i’m disguised (yeah)
i pop me a perk and get high (yeah)
i tell ’em, “no n_gga, not fly” (you not)
we took that lil’ boy out the sky (get up)
i gotta get it, gotta try (i gotta)
i gotta get it, gotta try
i’m really with it, this ain’t no lie
i’m really with it, no lie (no lie)
[outro]
yeah, yeah, no lie
im really with it, no lie
double_o, yeah, double_o, double_o five
yeah, double_o, n_gga said, “double_o, double_o five”
yeah, double_o, n_gga said, “double_o, double_o five”
yeah, double_o, n_gga said, “double_o, double_o five”
double_o, n_gga said, “double_o, double_o five

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