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bos flip - facts freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ayy, yup, yup
keep goin’
sh_t, oh, you dead wrong
uh, uh, uh
(noisy on the beat)
uh, uh, uh
six sh_t, get your b_tch hit
your man died, know you dead wrong
uh, you know we keep goin’
come on

[verse 1]
uh, come on
we gon’ get him gone (gone)
your mans died and he ain’t slide, you know you dead wrong
my mama looked me in my eyes, she said i’m livin’ wrong
i tell my mama all the time that i’ma make it home (go)
i caught that case, the judge told me i won’t come at home
crazy told me if i keep my pole, then i’ma live long
tell my opps they better tighten up and get they head on
’cause i’ma knock that b_tch off and give his ass a head stone (forget peace)
we get war with the city, so we finna buy some more sticks
heard you rollin’ on them counters, finna run with your sh_t (rob his ass)
put that gun down, your p_ssy ass won’t blow sh_t (goofy)
stupid_ass n_gga f_cked around and got your bro hit
[interlude]
stupid_ass n_gga f_cked around and got your bro hit
stupid_ass n_gga, f_ck around and get your mama hit
stupid_ass n_gga, f_ck around and get your b_tch hit
ah, ah, ah, ah, everybody screamin’, “six sh_t” (come on)

[verse 2]
uh, everybody screamin’, “six” (gang)
i got some members from the dirt and got some k!llers in the bricks
we got them junkies goin’ stupid, they be k!llin’ for a nickel
dumb n_gga moved it stupid, he got hit up with this b_tch
i got the devil in my head, he screamin’, “shoot him in his sh_t” (shh)
i’m finna shoot him in his head and watch his f_ckin’ noodles split
frontline when i’m shootin’, i be on some movie sh_t
i be shootin’ fourty_three, but i ain’t on no hoopin’ sh_t
i got some n_ggas, they be robbin’, trappin’, scammin’, they some k!llers with me (gang)
ape sh_t, n_ggas go gorilla with me (go, baow)
you ain’t in that field with me, you ain’t out here drillin’ with me
i say, “f_ck ’em off”, f_ck around and drill the city
n_gga, i’m big six, i don’t fear n0body
n_gga always dissin’ in them songs, ain’t k!ll n0body
n_gga feel some tipe of way, how he gon’ go ’bout it? (how?)
n_gga say he miss his bro, n_gga, blow smoke ’bout it
if a n_gga blow smoke, better know he gon’ choke ’bout it
i done seen bro k!ll a n_gga, sit down (d_mn) and joke ’bout it
i done seen a n_gga catch a case and tell he know ’bout it
n_gga’s name all over a paper, he done sat down and rolled ’bout it (f_ckin’ rat)
talk about my top, b_tch, i’m so out it
i can’t f_ck with b_tches ’cause they so childish
blowin’ up my phone, man, this ho wildin’
crazy lookin’ down, know my bro smilin’
in the name of him, we swing that chop and drop the window, kick a door ’bout it (noisey on the beat)
[outro]
six sh_t, n_gga, get your b_tch hit (baow)
drop the racks on a rat head, get a snitch hit (baow)
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (yeah, yeah), n_gga get your mama hit (yeah, yeah)
n_gga blowin’ all the smoke (yeah, yeah), n_gga, we brought drummers, b_tch (real drummer)

- bos flip

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