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bri guy - dip! (remix) كلمات أغنية

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you think you running sh_t? you must not know me, i get the ball lil b_tch i don’t drop da bag i be ball hogging like kobe, uh, unless you da homie i just be passin em sh_t they don’t owe me, i feel like kyrie in the paint they can’t hold me, no they do not like that sh_t stay trynna hoe me, my n_ggas kickin sh_t up in stoly my n_ggas trappin they bag up da og, i wanna presidential das a rollie, crying like b_tches ya n_ggas be coping , i got sum shootas don’t leave em open don’t leave em open, he got a rula bust ya head open, sh_t gon hit ya madula blood he was choking shout out to the shoota he clear out they block thas the whole thang, you see me now you in shock like i’m pikachu, my n_ggas pop out the cut like it’s peekaboo, they lightin sh_t up you don’t want em to peak at you, you ain’t never seen this paper the color blue, i get the pape take the fam out to malibu, met a luh bad hoe she gotta attitude, told her watch it cause my people gon clap at you, a rack i’m not good at saving im running through it, i pull up to the spot i got the same louie as you but i do not like that i gotta burn it yes i like being different, we wipe his nose like we cleaning snot he coughing up blood like he got the flu, i like to talk back you gonna learn that we not the same yes we is different, i’m boutta tell that hoe get out the spot b_tch looking at me like who? i’m just like f_ck it throw brodie the rock pass it to bro alley_oop i know my n_ggas yea they got the chop, jus like he block boy he gon shoo they gotta banana clip on the chop watch out for the stick yea watch for the groot (watch for the stick it’s a groot n_gga he gone shoot it)x4 uh, you prolly thought i was done uh, just gotta hollon yuh, you cannot put out my torch cause imma onna run this song finna go on i keep on rapping sh_t not for fun i’m just a young n_gga trynna blow up, drip is exotic got on saint laurent my b_tch gotta burberry coat on, toss a n_gga like da boy caught da ban hammer, throw up the c but he gotta a red bandanna, boy try to violate he getting man handle, keeping my word yes i am a man of it, rap off the top of my head and i ran wit it, balenci my feet b_tch i spent like a band on it, watch how these bullets gon spread like a pandemic, k by my side i might just go lay wit it yuh, ( i got sum shootas yea i got sum shootas) i got sum shootas don’t leave em open don’t leave em open, he got a rula bust ya head open, sh_t gon hit ya madula blood he was choking shout out to the shoota he clear out they block thas the whole thang, you see me now you in shock like i’m pikachu, my n_ggas pop out the cut like it’s peekaboo, they lightin sh_t up you don’t want em to peak at you, you ain’t never seen this paper the color blue, i get the pape take the fam out to malibu, met a luh bad hoe she gotta attitude, told her watch it cause my people gon clap at you, a rack i’m not good at saving im running through it

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