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boondox and bukshot - disobey كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: bukshot]
f_ck a trap star (star) bringing wicked sh_t (wicked sh_t)
underground we bring them heaters with them bigger clips (clips)
we can ride out, take you to the hideout (hideout)
paperboy on the ground, this is my route (my route)
did it my way, f_ck everybody else (body else)
even though so many times i shoulda cried for help (cried for help)
living in the same pond with the big fish (big fish)
never tripping we be swimming with the misfits
aight (aight) i’m a rebel never listening (listening)
disobey every rule they be mentioning (mentioning)
f_ck a playbook and your quarterback (quarterback)
watch these fake b_tches never get they corner back (back)
i’m the dope man, better get off my block (my block)
you don’t want the mob goon shooting off top (off top)
like a rogue sith lord i’ma reck sh_t (reck sh_t)
pull my lightsaber out and get your neck split

[chorus: bukshot & ant g]
bow down
don’t have to listen to what y’all say (no no no)
bow down
cause you don’t like the way we disobey (no no no)
bow down
don’t have to listen to what y’all say (no no no)
bow down
cause you don’t like the way we disobey (no no no)
bow down
[verse 2: boondox]
i ain’t never been the one to follow rules
i never follow leaders cause i never follow fools
if i’m ever right behind you better run like the wind
bullseye on your drive_by on a swin’
popping wheelies, empty clips cause i don’t give a f_ck
blood on my yeezy’s like blood on his chucks
me and buk get bucked and the whole street drop
first on the mic when a cold beat drops
start rapping ’bout slapping and clapping on a b_tch
then come in to your house and we do the f_cking sh_t
every day is the purge when you live for the chaos
heathens get the urge, do the damage when they play us
kicking out the speakers while they kicking in doors
these b_tches start beef, f_cking dirt and start wars
we ain’t in it for the culture, ain’t here to make friends
just obey what they say screaming “f_ck a consequence”

[chorus: bukshot & ant g]
bow down
don’t have to listen to what y’all say (no no no)
bow down
cause you don’t like the way we disobey (no no no)
bow down
don’t have to listen to what y’all say (no no no)
bow down
cause you don’t like the way we disobey (no no no)
bow down
[verse 3: lyte]
i do what i want, how i want with no permission
they can’t ban me and leave me dry like a prohibition
for sure listen
do you and follow yo vision, mo’ b_tching
that sh_t is for the birds you’re old pigeon
don’t start no sh_t it won’t be no sh_t
but your number’s getting picked to mark like a keno slip
your style is childish
when there can’t be no sh_t
i hope you packed your bags b_tch, for your ego trip
and we gone flip and dump this desert eagle clip
and reload quick, that’s how we roll b_tch
i pump all your set, i come with the tec to crumble your neck
they’re shooting on the computer but there’s nothing but net
you’re faking it through
f_ck it i got paper to move
i’m the savior, i got flavor and that’s majorly true
bow down
cause i ain’t no hater like you (hater like you)
to a k!ller that’s greater than you

- boondox and bukshot

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