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bundy santana - lurking class كلمات أغنية

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[hook]
where the hoes at?
where the souls at?
b_tch its ghost man but you already know that
wind in my dreads, rocking pashmina flowing back
pop out with brodie, hoe we moving like we smoke & stack
we was broke and bad
b_tch it ain’t no joke in that
switchblade was the preference over toting straps
we off the grid and on yo ass n_gga stay low
woah
disappear into the gangways and train smoke

[verse 1]
ain’t no burkin bags
all we got is dirt & trash
f_ck armani me and bro was rocking lurking class
i took the music put my spirit and hurt in that
you know you f_cked up for the future if you grew up with a certain past
heard its that, n_gga who came in to tussle?
i sent thе lo, don’t be surprised if i came woth a shovеl
b_tch i been chasing my passion til it became a hustle
off the muscle i cut my t__th on the daily struggle
i see death on the corner and i laugh in his face
better tell his ass slide with a mask and no trace
b_tch i came from the rift, got the ash on my lace
they like “bundy moving quiet, he got wrath in his gaze
heard you was doing all that flexing and fumbled the plate
we used to starve, now we hunger for shrimp with the steak
i still got homies in the city who sleep with the drake
i still got a shorty who tweak off a eighth
[verse 2]
what you said n_gga?
oh yeah you p_ssy
keep it quiet, i see red n_gga
i’ll beat yo ass i catch you talking to them feds n_gga
b_u_n_d_y, i be that guy but everybody still address me as that dead n_gga
yeah n_gga
hoe i been that phantom in a skinbag
b_tch ass n_ggas aspire to be
they copy flows and bite the style, they try to be me
can’t even hide it
i’m inside of they mind living free
i used to ride in a jeep
now i’m that guy in the streets
don’t compare me to these rap n_ggas, we lions and sheep
i’m prepared to blow a stack n_gga
who riding with me
bring the bros and bring the b_tches fire up the weed
yeee

[hook]
where the hoes at?
where the souls at?
b_tch its ghost man but you already know that
wind in my dreads, rocking pashmina flowing back
pop out with brodie, hoe we moving like we smoke & stack
we was broke and bad
b_tch it ain’t no joke in that
switchblade was the preference over toting straps
we off the grid and on yo ass n_gga stay low
woah
disappear into the gangways and train smoke

- bundy santana

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