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bet - 2016 كلمات الأغنية

[jidenna]
primo, you ready to set it off?

[stove god cook$]
yellow lives matter
yellow god, nappy_head trapper
mack daddy, daddy macker
kris kross with the wrist, i whip backwards
i walk on water in black louis
scoop some up in the pot and get back to it
the light_skinned makavelli, tapped celly
valentino nino, sippin’ pinot, kilos in the chevy
tell them rappers that’s up in the clouds
i got the scope on ’em now, they barely holdin’ it down
i’ll sn_tch your soul for the crown
put it back inside you, wake you up
now tell them boys i ain’t f_ckin’ around!
my cousin got raided, i kept grindin’
the scale died at work, i left eyed it
i had the spot on fire, i couldn’t leave, boy!
the money was andre rison!
my chakra glowin’
the chopper blowin’, like “blakka! blakka!”
you wake up with biggie and pac in the mornin’
they can’t afford my soul
i need money so high, you gotta count it with a drone
i turn your favorite rapper to casper
take the blood and make a masterpiece after
how you master the pieces
and you don’t even own a piece of your masters, lil’ n_gga?
you gotta pardon me, fam
but you was talkin’ like you had a whole pelican
middle man, don’t pull up on me
with two o’s and a v, them is aubrey grahams
and tell riggs at atlantic not to panic
but my price went up, i’m doin’ damage
only pennies i ever needed was janet
feds at the door, more hard knocks than annie
_ cook$

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