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bishop – wessy كلمات اغاني

(intro)
free all my n_ggas, [?]
seven days a week, pick up, collect calls
tell her “i’ll see you again, my friend”
for my brothers, i’ll get it all
got tired of hoes and the snakes
had to see n_gga’s fake so i cut off the fake friends
i cannot trust a n_gga that put money over fam
n_gga i already made friends
i cannot cry no more tears
i been crying for years
so i come in with ray_bans
you gotta eat with the fam
why you switch up on gang?
wasn’t part of the game plan
he do the crime, then he do the time
and all you could tell him was “stay ten”
i get the bag for my fam out the country
and tell them to call when they land

(verse 1)
i been fighting my demons, it’s satan
boxed in, my thoughts, i been caged in
i cannot feel my face, my eyes asian
they on me, [?]
conversations with god and it ain’t mends
load the chop, so we ready when they spin
and i done took so many losses
that i will forever take wins
(bridge)
oh really, really? bro turn his brain to spaghetti_etti (mm_mm_mm)
[?], but i still got the devil in me (mm_mm_mm)
and n_ggas talking down on gang, they ain’t never met me (mm_mm_mm)
brodie gon’ run down with a little smith and wesson (mm_mm_mm)

(pre_chorus)
i gotta ride with the slatts, keep me a mac, i cannot lose
brodie got stuck in the can, took it like a man, he [?]
remember the days he had nun’, not even clothes, not even shoes
he cannot lose, everything we been through

(chorus)
i got a choppa, lil b_tch, my lil bro gon’ shoot with the rockets and sh_t
he gon shoot with that heart and go 13 for 6
we apply pressure, we send him to [?]
don’t like social media, i’m not in the mix
don’t f_ck with the follows, the oppers and sh_t
i see that the ops, they been liking my pics
tell them stop hating, need to get off my d_ck

(verse 2)
f_ck with the [?], [?] opposite
if you ain’t part of the gang, you ain’t popping sh_t
[?], down on some hotter sh_t
now you wanna be part of accomplishments
tell them n_ggas “sorry, no, no”
i got a glock, i put it on
i got it strapped in the four door
she wanna f_ck, she a lil thot
she wanna take that lil [?]
wanna get n_gga low, that’s a low low
wanna be my lil bae, she a hoe though
and i heard his music, that’s a no_no
got two n_ggas strapped in the four door
tryna play with the gang, that’s a no_no
f_ck around with the gang til your soul gone
make them disappear like magic, woah, woah (yeah)
(outro)
free all my n_ggas, locked behind a wall
seven days a week, pick up, collect calls
tell her “i’ll see you again, my friend”
for my brothers, i’ll get it all
got tired of hoes and the snakes
had to see n_gga’s fake so i cut off the fake friends
i cannot trust a n_gga that put money over fam
n_gga i already made friends
i cannot cry no more tears, i been crying for years, so i come in with ray_bans
you gotta eat with the fam
why you switch up on gang wasn’t part of the game plan
he do the crime, then he do the time
and all you could tell him was “stay ten”
i get the bag for my fam out the country
and tell them to call when they land

- bishop

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