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big ghost ltd. & conway the machine - highly praised كلمات الأغنية

[intro: conway the machine]
yeah, these n_ggas in trouble, man
look

[verse: conway the machine]
bust my gun then i sold base
right on bird god off of dope place
f_ck around, get shot in your face
they won’t find your body, that’s a cold case (brrr)
drinkin’ spade, i bought a cold case
money comin’ fast, not a slow pace (we gettin’ money, n_gga)
before i cash out the bricks, n_gga, i’ma sniff and see how the coke taste
my main b_tch get the bentayga, my side b_tch with the mase’ truck
a n_gga gettin’ shot literally if he’s on his record takin’ shots at us
(boom boom boom boom boom)
you can play them little games with them other rap n_ggas, but not with us (don’t play with us, n_gga)
thirty clips in the glocks with us
that’s the smallest bl!ckey that we got with us (ahhh)
shootin’ big sh_t with extendo clips, gun long as legs on [?] (brrrrrr)
young shooter with a old soul
put it to your head then he blow hole (boom boom boom boom boom)
only time bro_bro don’t got us posed when he in parole, woah
cookin’ bricks at vanessa house
let her keep the extras out, the whole boat (yeah, take this sh_t)
dior kicks was eleven, huh
i’ve seen more bricks than you’ve ever slung
over bullsh_t, bet my weapon rung
if the war kick we don’t ever run
feel like i’ve been on enough for everyone
me fallin’ off, that day will never come (ahh)
all my tapes classic, n_gga, every one (every one of them sh_ts)
but still feel like my work is never done (i’m still workin’)
certified made block k!llers, we got bodies on every gun (you know the vibe, n_gga)
n_gga shot five n_ggas last week (boom boom boom boom boom)
asked the homie why and he said it’s fun (brrrrrr)
i hustle hard for my bread to come
and i’m greedy, n_gga, i want every crumb (i want it all)
don’t make me have to k!ll a rap n_gga
have his funeral done by reverend run
b_tch, this the drum
[outro: conway the machine]
yeah, you know what’s up, p_ssies
machine, b_tch
your b_tch wanna f_ck me, n_gga
i’m richer than you n_ggas
i’m fresher than you n_ggas
i mean, what else?

[sample]
every child looks like their father when they’re born. doesn’t matter boy or girl. doesn’t matter who they look like three days later. when they come out of the womb they are a perfect reflection of the man who made them. you wanna know why? it’s nature’s way of proving that you’re the father. so that you don’t think the baby belongs to someone else, and k!ll it. there’s no such thing as a good man. all men are bad. but some of us try real hard to be good

- big ghost ltd conway the machine

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