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bandgang biggs & bandgang javar - blues كلمات أغنية

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[intro: bandgang paid will]
hittin’ them blues, n_gga (yeah)
still countin’ them blues, still gettin’ them blues (dada, meech, bandgang)
still countin’ them blues, n_gga

[verse 1: bandgang paid will]
still gettin’ them blues (yop)
mix ’em up with them reds (yeah)
hundreds mixed with them fifties, b_tches love the way they spread (ayy)
only hang with the bosses (ayy), hoes know how we layin’
i said i’m done pourin’, but f_ck it, i poured again
lost a few of my n_ggas, i’m never gon’ get ’em back
dogged out n_ggas’ b_tches, ain’t keep ’em, i gave ’em back (huh?)
every time you heard me rap, always stated them facts (word)
still collectin’ them dubs, them blues, i let ’em stack (n_gga)
sometimes feel like a h__rder, i’m spendin’ this old money (n_gga)
i’m addicted to trappin’, my mans a road runner
my n_ggas is break solid, my mans, he told somethin’
i can put that on somethin’, i never ain’t told nothin’
came up in the bronx (bronx), still be through the bronx (bronx)
still the same n_gga, it’s never ever gon’ stop
this one right here for dots, drop a deuce in my pop
i’m hustlin’ every day (b_tch) until i cop me a drop

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
[verse 2: bandgang biggs]
b_tch, i’m overseas comin’ to america (i’m overseas)
heard daddy got them squares, n_gga, i might marry her
ain’t n0body finna touch my n_ggas, look, i’m tellin’ you
let a n_gga f_ck with us and, n_gga, we gon’ bury somethin’
let the boogeyman get you if you try to stump (don’t play)
i make ’bout five bands a month, but, sh_t, that’s not enough (at all)
thinkin’ you gon’ slow me down, i think you out of luck (goofy)
chopper scoopin’ n_ggas up just like the garbage truck
i ain’t tryna start no records, that chopper for protection
n_ggas be talkin’ down on me, i gotta have that weapon (uh_huh?)
i’m chillin’ with my n_ggas, we just smoke by the seven (bold)
i couldn’t plan this life, man, this sh_t was supposed to happen
i’m rollin’ with that p_90, n_gga, this b_tch big fire
i’ll open your ho ass up if you out here tryin’
i be scorin’ like the ’95 49ers
touchin’ down runnin’ to that check, f_ckin’ n_ggas’ wifies
are you hustlin’? but broker than my young n_gga (stupid)
gotta be stackin’, can’t be trickin’ it off with these b_tches (goofy)
three months, hundred bands, that’s an easy mission
put your mind to it and always make a smart decision

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
[verse 3: bandgang lonnie bands]
ayy, ayy, ayy
n_ggas makin’ fake m 30s, f_ckin’ up the game
greyhound got two, i threw that b_tch on that train
atl n_ggas love that gas, b_tch, i brought that propane (ayy, ayy)
we go dance on that dog food, this the soul train (ayy, ayy)
my first hundred thousand was blue hundreds, n_gga, that’s on my daughter
n_gga have marktwain rock it like the f_ckin’ cart
everybody bosses in my crew, bunch of ninos
all y’all broke tough n_ggas bunch of deebos
you the type of n_gga see a b_tch and whip your paper out
i’m the type of n_gga put that lil’ b_tch on the paper route (lil’ n_gga)
i’m the type that got your baby mama on my program (lil’ n_gga)
i’m the type to take the baddest b_tch from the dope man (lil’ n_gga)
blue benjis, n_gga, what i’m holdin’ (what i’m holdin’)
got the strap in my hoodie with some holsters (f_ck is a holster, n_gga?)
old hundreds, n_gga, n_gga, that’s what we blowin’ (that’s what we blowin’, n_gga)
all this bread on me, b_tch, i brought the toaster (i brought the toaster, n_gga)

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga (rip dada)
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
[verse 4: bandgang javar]
still got them blues like i make jazz music
that sh_t you brag ’bout stackin’, i know kids blew it
give me a second, i just ran through it
you probably wanna set me up, mmm, i wouldn’t do it
way 224s with the blue tips, these fn bullets
i don’t care what he hidin’ behind, these b_tches goin’ through it
your mama want you out her house, she been goin’ through it
boom keep shootin’ that b_tch up, i know she tired of movin’
you’d get blew like a crip jumped you in
it cost me ten, but i ain’t trip, made ten again
made ten fifty in one store, the feds gave him ten
all visa classics, we the reason you can’t use that bin
i don’t lie in my raps, b_tch, check my paperwork
paid seven, rolled ten, i ain’t never perp
i tried the legal route, but clearly that ain’t work
in sprint with three ids, they all say clearance birtin

[chorus: bandgang paid will]
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga (rip dada)
we still gettin’ them blues, we still countin’ them blues
we still gettin’ them blues, n_gga

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