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babyfxce e - broad day pt2 كلمات أغنية

[intro]
i ain’t gon’ lie, this sh_t like the game, n_gga (yeah, b_tch)
n_ggas gettin’ cooked
‘cept you n_ggas gettin’ cooked in real life, f_ck you talkin’ ’bout? f_ckin’ with us

[verse]
if you break it down, that sh_t really a game for real, huh (on god)
n_ggas where they at cause they ain’t really train for real
you wasn’t on that block with me, you ain’t gang for real
and if you was, you know that dirty dude, that was stainless steel (hah)
smoke session for a couple thousand, i’m gettin’ paid to chill
told her, “you can come over my house, but you ain’t stayin’ there” (girl)
baby e just came lamb chop, bro, he ain’t playin’ fair
i’ll pop a n_gga broad day and leave him layin’ there
i’ll pop a n_gga broad day and do it with no ski (huh)
n_gga said he ain’t mean to say it like that, then tell me what you mean
i like when b_tches call my phone like, “baby, what you eat?” (come on)
i ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout no food, bruh, i been gettin’ cheese
told gang to stay smooth on that road, he say he goin’ east (b_tch)
lil’ ho keep tryna push me back, she said, “you goin’ deep”
just got a glock for half a p
don’t k!ll him, but leave him braindead, bruh, that’s a half a b
if i tell all the fast dudes to pull up, we ain’t gon’ have no street
we must’ve just got out of jail or somethin’ if we ain’t have no heat
where the f_ck the trackhawk? ’cause we ain’t have no jeep
don’t tell a n_gga to step on me ’cause he ain’t gon’ have no feet
the fans keep on askin’ like, “when rio comin’ home?”
i be playin’ that sh_t crazy, i’m like, “we don’t even know” (i don’t know)
i should buy a tennis chain, a couple features on the floor
i don’t want your b_tch for real, but i might keep her ’cause she cold
she a freak, keyshia cole, huh (on god)
every time that b_tch ring, got the heater at the door
i just left the state twice, my op ain’t even know, my po ain’t even know (f_ck)
i’m still rollin’ with the pole
b_tch, i’m from the ghetto, you might catch me rollin’ in the store (b_tch)
they wanna take it to the ‘net until i’m trollin’ on the post
don’t gotta say that you a b_tch, bruh, i can show that you a ho (know)
i told her, “in order us to work, you gotta know to play your role” (alright)
he actin’ weird in public ’cause he know i hit his ho (yop)
milwaukee show me love, so you know i did a show (love)
how the f_ck i pop out without throwin’ that sh_t on?
the love be fake for real, but i’m knowin’ that sh_t, though (that sh_t fake)
she said, “you ain’t even called me just to make sure that i ate”
we finna get to pressin’ n_ggas ’cause we don’t know who else to blame
i ain’t gon’ lie, stay in the crib this summer ’cause this sh_t ain’t safe
i wish i could move the way i used to move, but i can’t
[outro]
yeah
so much sh_t done changed in the last couple years
i can’t even move the way i used to move
sh_t crazy
that more money, more problems sh_t for real

- babyfxce e

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