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black soprano family & heem b$f - bastard child كلمات الأغنية

[intro: b$f heem]
uh, they know, they know
huh, it’s heem, n_gga
uh, uh, it’s that east side buffalo sh_t (haha)
it’s that east side grimy, n_gga
you know where to find me, n_gga
look, uh

[verse: b$f heem]
i come from b_st_rd business (b_st_rd child)
kick it like master splinter (they know)
could’ve got life in prison
from makin’ some bad decisions
totin’ them guns and dealing
mama and daddy was missing
duckin’ them devils and prayin’ to god, he the one grantin’ my wishes
no, they don’t love me for real (they don’t love me), so i been keepin’ my distance (uh)
say he gon’ go for the k!ll, so i just keep me a smith &
murder, we take it to trial, my n_ggas gon’ k!ll all the witnesses
and we don’t shoot in no crowds (uh_uh), that’s how the ladies and kids get hit
don’t want n0body that’s innocent
we hittin’ n_ggas that’s in this sh_t
i did a shootin’ right out of the whip soon as i came from the dealership (they know)
know who the f_ck that you dealin’ with
we be the ones who the k!llers with
sh_t that i talk, i live this sh_t
either i seen it or did the sh_t (dead that, n_gga)
now n_ggas claimin’ they proud of me (haha)
that was the same n_gga doubted me (f_ck that n_gga)
no, i ain’t no k!ller, don’t push me (they know) or you might bring it up out of me
one of the realest, i gotta be
feel like the ghost of prodigy
’cause these n_ggas shook and i’m chasin’ money, i go wherever the profit be (yeah)
turn a five to a ten (to a ten), from a twenty to a fifty (to a fifty)
run that up on a hundred (on a hundred), now a n_gga gettin’ filthy (that’s filthy)
all them nights i was broke (i was broke, n_gga), sh_t d_mn near k!lled me (k!lled me)
i stayed down ten toes (ten toes), played the hand that they dealt me (nah)
all these n_ggas on my phone (phone), b_tches wanna take selfies now
good dog, no bones, they ain’t even wanna help me out
street n_ggas winnin’ grammys now
we was just wearin’ hand_me_downs
i just wanna feed the family now
gucci runners and amiris now
n_gga used to sell cook up (they know)
i done f_cked around and pushed up
now it’s new vvs, benz 12 v’s, we been on a good run (yeah)
call jake, you wanna book somethin’ (call jake, n_gga)
word is that i took somethin’ (what up?)
street n_ggas don’t do critics (f_ck that), real n_ggas in the hood love us (they know)
treat my homies like blood brothers (on blood)
got some crips and some bloods love us (on blood)
i been out with the guns bustin’ (brrt)
since them n_ggas k!lled my blood cousin
[outro: b$f heem]
thank you, thank you
we’re gonna take a very short intermission now
huh, gone
and, uh, then we got a whole lot more music to play for you, okay?

- black soprano family heem bf

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