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babyface ray & roley gang blue – pop shit كلمات اغاني

[intro: babyface ray]
pop up, yeah
pop up, get turnt, eat a bean, b_tch

[verse 1: babyface ray & icewear vezzo]
pop up, get turnt, eat a bean, b_tch
rockstar, got rips in my jeans, b_tch
reach for my sh_t, get you dropped like some lean quick
red in my cup, all the money in my jeans crips
two zips of this, i’m feelin’ better (what?)
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
shoes on my feet, these margielas, n_gga
they done freed the guy, that’s the devil
shout out to the last sneak disser, he in heaven, n_gga
i been on the road for like six months (for real)
i done touched down and put six up (six, n_gga)
shootin’ out of town, puttin’ bricks up (for real)
karo’d the whole town, me and big gus, uh (skrrt)

[verse 3: roley gang blue]
i just hope the feds don’t indict me
countin’ money, pourin’ drank, that’s the only thing excite me
i just spent five hundred off white tee
rock triple s balenciaga, no spike lees
it’s rare you see some n_ggas’ ice shinin’ like these
we pour up sixes, lil’ n_gga, but drink ’em like threes

[verse 4: lou gram]
bustdown kit on every n_gga with me
just cashed amiris for eleven_fifty (yeah)
wintertime grind, threw on the d_ckies (grind)
in the last thirty days, tryna make fifty (fifty racks)
when p touch down, got a ten for him (free the ghetto)
bet i f_ck two hoes, have a friend for ’em (lou gram)

[verse 5: webbo]
lou, why you got them d_ckies on?
’cause i just left the trap (yeah)
’bout to say f_ck this rap sh_t and call my plug back (call the plug back)
a hundred blues in the v, i had to double back (i had to turn around)
grab a hundred of that dog and put a one on that (put a one on that)
off_white shirt, off_white plug
them things touched down off_white, i fell in love (yeah)
[verse 6: green guy rizzy]
i was only sixteen when i met my first plug (i did)
ever since then, n_gga, it been nothin’ but the love (rizzy)
i got blood n_ggas locked in, i call they ass, “cuz”
if you ever see me out smokin’, n_gga, it’s all crud
street n_gga, baby, yeah, i got it out the mud
if you ever disrespect me, you can get your ass slugged

[verse 7: team eastside lil p]
b_tch, i’m a g_ngb_nger
pint maker, buffs taker
a sip eighters
what you need? i get it catered
four, five b_tches wanna cuff, but i’m a player
i used to serve oxycontin pills up at baker
heard you talkin’ down on a n_gga, you a hater
i’m back on that bullsh_t, robbin’ out_of_staters

[verse 8: veeze & risktaker d_boy]
the bag look like skittles, different flavors
i count up all the money, see you later
i caught too many bags, now i gotta use the neighbors
we spend a lot on guns, we got hundred rounds and lasers
we pour an eight and bust a lot of juggs, we ain’t lazy
i call them shottas up like ice, they owe me a favor (d_boy)
[verse 9: risktaker d_boy]
what you know about trappin’ with a dope fiend?
livin’ in the spot, movin’ grams while you ot
low_key, f_ckin’ with the plugs got me a froze piece
my favorite one was sam until he f_cked around and od’d (r.i.p. sam)
fentanyl f_ckin’ up the game, i gotta get me some (need that)
popeyes dropped the chicken sandwich, had to get me one
any n_gga ’round this b_tch with chickens better give me one (okay)
i ain’t never stayin’ broke, i’ma get me some

- babyface ray roley gang blue

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