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blocboy jb - no topic pt 2 كلمات أغنية

[intro]
hah
hah
hah, hah, hah

[verse]
h_ll nah, i ain’t squashin’ beef, i ain’t no peacekeeper (nope)
get up out my way, you see me drivin’, i’m a beep_beeper (skrrt)
phone call from big bruh, say he ain’t feel ’em, sh_t, me neither (me neither)
talkin’ all that rah_rah, tell that n_gga close his d_ck_eater (b_tch)
this chopper, it hold a hundred, jawbreakers like double d (word)
had to save racks for some money, sh_t, i been to chuck e. cheese (chuck e. cheese)
frrt, that’s them switches, 5.56s, take every one of these (frrt, frrt)
huh, baby missiles, bullets sting ‘еm like a bumblebee (doon_doon_doon)
yeah, adam sandlеr, with my clique, these n_ggas comedy (hah)
i’m startin’ to look at these n_ggas like, “d_mn, wasn’t you just under me?”
yeah, man, these n_ggas wee_oh_wee, i call ’em bobby v (wee_oh_wee)
yeah, when you see me, you better dip ’cause you gon’ die in peace (die in peace)
naw, hundred k ain’t nothin’ to me, i count that in my sleep (yeah)
they been hidin’ over seven days, i swear these n_ggas weak (woah)
her last n_gga ain’t put her on, that’s why she f_ck with me, uh (f_ck with me)
i’m a crip, when we in the hood, she walkin’ by the c (crip, crip)
ayy, all these rings and all these chains, no n_gga touch one (nope)
i’m tryna see which gun he had that day so i can buck somethin’ (so i can buck somethin’)
all these n_ggas suckers, let ’em play, we goin’ dumb dumb (dumb dumb)
slidin’ with three lil’ ninjas, he get rocky, up the tom_tom (huh)
booked brodie for a show, couple thousand, take his top off (top off)
n_ggas playin’ ’til i tee off, i ain’t never been to topgolf (hold on)
the way this lil’ b_tch f_ck me, she d_mn near done knocked my socks off (socks off)
got a condom in my pocket, but round two, we goin’ raw dog (let’s go)
uh, where you goin’? come back here, take your drawers off (let’s go)
huh, what you sayin’? call me daddy, who’s your pawpaw? (let’s go)
i ain’t gon’ lie, lil’ mama, that head fire, but that p_ssy a ten
you don’t need no ass shots, if that cat fire, i’ll buy you a benz (skrrt)
grabba and paper please, i roll me a spliff, i don’t do the looseleaf, uh (gas)
these n_ggas duck, duck, duck, up with the glock on a goosy (rrah)
eastside crippin’ like raymond and tookie, smokin’ og, i do not do the toosie, uh (no)
i send ’em home with my tooly, banana clip, lemon squeeze, that b_tch is fruity (that b_tch is fruity)
if it is beef, ain’t no way we stop it
.223 freeze a n_gga like the artist
fifty_round mag with the double cartridge
leave that boy on the street like the garbage (like garbage)
roll a n_gga like a taki
i need the cheese on the green, broccoli
i don’t need n_ggas hatin’, they can’t stop it (they can’t stop me)
and i made this sh_t with no topic, n_gga (it’s no topic, b_tch)
[outro]
yeah
them n_ggas can’t f_ck with me, man
n_ggas can’t even f_ck with a motherf_ckin’ hair on my chin, huh
n_ggas’ best play is to stay in they place in they place
on my mama
um (um), um
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- blocboy jb

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