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azchike – burn rubber again (remix) كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: azchike]
he a opp, what the f_ck i’m gon fight for?
shed light on your block with this light pole
dumb n_gga, broke boy, pockets lipo
all caps, you sucking d_ck, it’s not a typo
aye, i got a b_tch who gon’ fight hoes
aye, i got a b_tch who gon’ light hoes
white girl, i got a b_tch who gon’ wipe nose
you dropping bread on that head then she might roll
now look at this clip and look at this stick
from here to hong kong, bet a n_gga won’t trip (low the great)
[chorus: azchike]
i just been on my tip, b_tch, i can’t lose focus, b_tch
you ain’t see your n_gga since the news rolled him
aye, suicide slam, swing that coupe open, aye
had to sub her off the bench, ain’t no new coaching
who joking? who folding? n_gga, keep your chin up
hit ’em with that yack, drink that henn up
i been up, b_tch, just like tony
leave him holy, i know that n_gga owe mе

[verse 2: azchike]
i just been on my sh_t, b_tch, truth be told
f_ck a b_tch, n_gga, new or old
cut a b_tch quick, i don’t play, get a nеwer role
found your day one n_ggas in the sewer hole
bust a brick down in a b_tch face
she want d_ck so i take a brick break
first time, last time any time a b_tch late
b_tch, it’s chike, it’s the cult, yeah, the lit way

[chorus: azchike]
i just been on my tip, b_tch, i can’t lose focus, b_tch
you ain’t see your n_gga since the news rolled him
aye, suicide slam, swing that coupe open, aye
had to sub her off the bench, ain’t no new coaching
who joking? who folding? n_gga, keep your chin up
hit ’em with that yack, drink that henn up
i been up, b_tch, just like tony
leave him holy, i know that n_gga owe me
[verse 3: almighty suspect]
b_tch, it’s almighty, n_ggas know i be tripping
thirty plus three, b_tch, i keep scottie pippen
never took no l, all my n_ggas really winning
if the feds sn_tch me up, b_tch, i’ll still beat the sentence
n_ggas need a fade then i’ll put my gun up
b_tch, i’m finna trip, stomp a n_gga in these 1s, bruh
pull up on your block, lil bro, 4 to sunup
hopped out tripping, lil n_gga, now we one up
every n_gga with me got guns big as shaq, hoe
let him keep his life but we still took his pack though
all my n_ggas with me, we gon’ hop out and pack bro
n_ggas got guns, sh_t, i’ll take his strap, hoe
bust down my stack, gave a hundred to a bum
talking on they net, bet they see me and they run
talking ’bout smoke, you ain’t never had no gun
so i called up the cult, sn_tch your chain for the fun, on the gang

- azchike

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