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babysolid - bih hol on كلمات الأغنية

i heard these n_ggas was slidin’
i heard these n_ggas wanna catch my body
im on the block wit’ a pocket rocket
you don’t want smoke lil b_tch boy stop it
whatever yo gang, we gon drop it
we take yo ass out like we shoppin
this glock came with hollows and knock yo ass off like we ?
im in the field like a motherf_ckin’ jockey
i keep a stick like a n_gga play hockey
we wack off yo partners, we wack off your posse
i send this b_tch up if a f_ck n_gga try me
the junkies they fiendin’ they need more exotic
pass me the stick we gon off em
smoking on pressure this sh_t got me coughing
play with the gang and your ass pick a coffin
we finna slide like a dolphin
my shooters they ready don’t do too much talking
b_tch ass n_gga want smoke? no problem
pop out the cut like “i got em”
my eyes was closed when foenem headshot em
im looking up, its red like a bottle
n_gga got smoke like a rasta
im in dis b_tch wit choppas on choppas
i’m on the block wit k!llers and robbers
we’ll knock yo ass off like flying saucer
b_tch wanna f_ck, go f_ck my partners
we knock yo ass off and yo brain look like pasta
can’t f_ck wit no b_tch, my trap doing numbers
ain’t going for sh_t, don’t kick it wit’ plumbers
i’m spinning the bin, foe get it jumping
foenem meet up, you know that they munching
you better look up, you know that we clutching
yo ass will get shot, so don’t be mean mugging
in the trap all day boy i gotta get this sh_t gone
pull up on the thot and i’m f_ckin’ on a redbone
play wit the gang, and yo head gone
beam on his head now his ass got a rednose
got a bag from the ? now i’m f_ckin on a hoho
sending shots at yo ass so you better get low
i’m dropping these rakes know i be round some 4’s
? then yo ass gotta go
i’m juggin the trap got this sh_t for the low
i be round some k!llers that sh_t got me cold
babylife n_gga, til i’m dead, they gone
and f_ck all the opps, .45 hit they bone
i got small thot and she giving me dome
on the eastside wit a whole lotta poles
you flexin dat sh_t then we takin yo cho
vamp life brother yk i got hoes
you is the feds n_gga, can’t get caught lacking
take yo ass off when we get the pack in
b_tch tryna f_ck, she been in attachments
real 30 glocks, she know i got ratchets
ebg band gang this sh_t get tragic
while i’m geeked up living lavish
shooters in the field getting active
only take one call to get you wacked bih
bih hol on
young n_gga tryna get paid
he shooting sh_t up, he don’t give no f_ck
lock yo ass up
he sippin that lean, real double cup
do not run up, or his ass gonna bust
yeen have no hunnids, yeen talking bout nun
my shooters ain’t official, but we all got guns
we want all the smoke, we tryna get high
these glocks on me tucked, ain’t sh_t to get up
we stay with the sticks like a hockey puck
same day i ? boy i ran it up
in the field getting active screaming “redrum”
real dopeboy, boy you know i got a trap phone
can’t come over here boy you know its a “no zone”
catch yo ass lacking get hit wit the chrome
keep one in the head, i trap at the store
b_tch i’m babylife, she f_ckin fasho
i pull up on ? we getting the load
gang gang n_gga we uppin the score
which one of these n_ggas? boy just let us know
you ? then we come in yo home
you can run all you want but get high we gon blow
you ass gotta die, boy that’s just how it go
they ask how i feel, i told em “like so”
bih hol on

- babysolid

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