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blacc zacc – lace front كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(sool, we got one, n_gga)
(durel made the beat, i’ma rock with it)

[verse 1]
durel made the beat, i’ma rock with it
i got some lean and a glock with me
i got some gas, who want cop with me?
i got your b_tch, she a thot with me
i got a stove and a pot
i got some uh_, in a block with me
b_tch, i’m that lean with that rock with it
sippin’ codiene, i am not quitin’
she say i’m comin’ off too blunt (b_tch!)
i want that head like a lace front (b_tch!)
you move too serious, my life fun (what?)
can buy you a purse, but it ain’t nothin’
i’d rather spend that on some clothes
i’d rather spend that on some dope and some bows
i’m in the wock, i ain’t drivin’ a boat
i got a striper, she workin’ the pole
let’s run it up to the sky, n_gga
i tell the truth, i don’t lie, n_gga
you know that they on it, don’t try, n_gga
you reach for this chain, you gon’ die, n_gga (b_tch!)
i got them racks and a fire
i got them p’s on the i’
my n_gga, my n_gga for life
we all get a piece of the pie
she ride the d_ck like she made for it
we went on a date, but she paid for it
she want some d_ck, make her wait for it
she cook me lunch, i ain’t stay for it
you know i move like a pimp
you know i’m nothin’ like him (no)
they k!llin’ cops like slim (ooh)
might smoke a opp when i see him (ooh)
hol’ up
[interlude]
okay, let’s go

[verse 2]
i’m in the yo with my pistol
i come from the bottom like jigga (ooh)
i put them rods in the fender (let’s go)
i’m big, but i started off little
i drive a new coupe like a rental (skrrt)
i move ’round the town, presidential (ceo, motherf_cker)
ice on my neck like a blizzard
you was hatin’ on me, i remember
had to run it up, run it up
i was dead broke, now i’m comin’ up
put my n_ggas in the game, told ’em, “huddle up”
now my rollie plain jane, but i ain’t done enough (no)
got four dracos in the sprinter truck (blrrt)
got my glock at my show when you bookin’ us (let’s go)
and you know i’m narco, what you lookin’ for?
got real cheap bows if you get enough, uh
i’m on the bluff, right on [?]
i’m on the corner with savage
i turned my b_tch to a baddie
with a [?], she move my package
i hate when she boujee and classy
i love when she talk to me nasty
hit from the back, i’ll be rammin’
i choke her and pull out her lashes
like, whoa, whoa
i was sellin’ p’s ‘fore the rap, though
still remember days i was dead broke
now i’m [?] like [?]
glock_40 in a mink coat
used to get bows off [?]
still’ll put a load on a freak ho
when the pack touchdown, that’s a big score
hol’ up
[outro]
i be motherf_ckin’ rappin’ my whole motherf_ckin’
life on this sh_t, this should be feelin’ dangerous sometime
but f_ck it, somebody gotta do it, i do it for the trap n_ggas
if you don’t understand my motherf_ckin’ language, then
it ain’t for you (talk that sh_t, blacc)
gang

- blacc zacc

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