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big sad 1900 – jackers & robbers كلمات اغاني

chorus: big sad 1900
i roll with pimps
jackers and robbers
street n_gga lil b_tch
we out here mobbin
disrespect and we put n_ggas in that coffin
drop a 6 drop a 4 i do it often

he brought his boo out
i brought the coupe out
wanna k!ll me about this b_tch
have a shootout
we outside 24
im like who out
check the scoreboard
these n_ggas getting blew out
verse 1: blueflag 1900
we seen the paperwork n_gga
yeah, the truth out (snitch)
you had a ghost gun
so you got gun down (bow)
ain’t no arguing with no n_gga
i never stand down (nope)
high as f_ck
b_tch say it while you leaning
b_tch do you got that trap
cuz i need it (where its at?)
itching for another one
like im feigning
got that call about steve_o
i couldn’t believe it
yeah them suckers wishing they could race me, face me
the only time my blower in stash is when crash chase me
bought that ar cuz i couldn’t find that draco
you ain’t trying to smoke nothing
why your phone with you?
hit a n_gga with some sh_t
n_gga let that flow hit you
n_gga do that sh_t and have that pole on you
money on your f_cking head got a loan on you
thought they was your homie but them n_ggas told on you
thought that was your b_tch and that b_tch chose on you
chorus: big sad 1900
i roll with pimps
jackers and robbers
street n_gga lil b_tch
we out here mobbin
disrespect and we put n_ggas in that coffin
drop a 6 drop a 4 i do it often

he brought his boo out
i brought the coupe out
wanna k!ll me about this b_tch
have a shootout
we outside 24
im like who out
check the scoreboard
these n_ggas getting blew out

verse 2: big sad 1900
shoot your mama house up, she make you move out (got to go)
b_tch you ain’t choosing with my n_ggas you going to lose out
best use it if a n_gga pull that tool out
on the ave with g_pops, we had shootouts
i told flag f_ck them cardis, we get aps
or go bust down the rollie, 68 gs
i had a porshe at 19, these n_ggas ain’t me
h_llcats and traghawks want to race me
i get busy about this sh_t you know my mind gone
anybody can get murdered
you know what time im on
shot him in the neck
his last words was “right on”
85 in the duffel im about to fly home
i heard that little n_gga was broke and he died alone
joes market model playing with his iphone
don’t got too many like who shoulder ima cry on
who hanging out? who want to die?
who we going to slide on?
chorus: big sad 1900
i roll with pimps
jackers and robbers
street n_gga lil b_tch
we out here mobbin
disrespect and we put n_ggas in that coffin
drop a 6 drop a 4 i do it often

he brought his boo out
i brought the coupe out
wanna k!ll me about this b_tch
have a shootout
we outside 24
im like who out
check the scoreboard
these n_ggas getting blew out

- big sad 1900

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