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bodega heights - innocent till guilty كلمات الأغنية

intro [k!lla]:
they not pc with it when they on that pcp
if ya feeling hurt let ya feelings rest in peace
pigs k!ll a homie, let them pigs go free
justice for the kid, man there ain’t no kidding me

hook [k!lla]:
pitty pat past da paddywag (woop-woop)
dirty dabs in da duffle bag (aye yay yay)
ain’t the type you can zig-zag
coppers it like freeze tag
pray to god don’t get body bagged
biggest gang to fly the flag
pigpen to a kingpin, gotta love my chicken
little red hen, all this bread i’mma eat the ends
all this med put the monkey’s to bed
all is said look at what we did
we ain’t done yet, we ain’t run yet
brick house keep the wolf out let’s get it

verse 1 [ss]

peace god, may tranquility and fortune
radiate from all we do and will do – bodega

i can see hate in they eyes, fear in they heart
started from the bottom, now we astronauts
rolled in with the tide while rolling up alpine
looking through them signs, third eye by design
couple things i can’t stand tho
disrespect from every angle
on the block like rambo
alphabet soup drip-off-me like campbell’s
old news, new style been breaking all the rules
guilty but they claim their hands clean
now what we supposed to do

verse 2 [ss]

our true power is locked in the potential that we have
yet once tapped can only take us to greater and greater heights

work, work let’s flip it
sparked up a new vision
target practice for precision
locked and loaded, it’s a new mission
built ya own division
been chased commision
life lessons just listen
stood strong during the blizzard
unorthodox with it
broke them down with the pivot
still focused on digits
these clowns still on the midget
facts handle my business – yeah
gats handle that witness – yeah
racks have you in benz kid
southpaw with the vintage

outro [k!lla]
they not pc with it when they on that pcp
if ya feeling hurt let ya feelings rest in peace
pigs k!ll a homie, let them pigs go free
justice for the kid, man there ain’t no kidding me
i be dc wit it when i’m on that thc
floronic off tha chronic that dope give me mind of peace
finga on da trigga that’s that press/pull and release
fire from tha chrome shawty leave yo dome at ease

- bodega heights

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