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cartel bo & baby kia - go get em كلمات أغنية

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[intro: cartel bo & baby kia]
huh
yeah, like for real, for real
kia
i’m sayin’ though like, ten on him, ten on him, thirty on him ’cause he talk too much
i want him to go fast, put twenty on him
yeah (uh, alright), i don’t care where they at (uh, alright, okay)
yeah (huh, alright, okay, bk)
alright, okay
all that (oh, uh, alright, okay)
yeah (alright, okay)
yeah
alright, okay (leoatl)
alright, okay
baow, there he go, alright, go get him then, ha_ha_ha
alright

[chorus: baby kia]
we pop out monkey mask, jumpsuit, tryna erase a n_gga
mini arp ain’t got no range, jump out and chase a n_gga
know i like blue cheese, put an opp inside the looseleaf
pockets filled with that sh_t, track’ with the kit, wildin’ out all through the street
f_ck what you heard, rеally be trippin’, i stay with this tec
you won’t catch me without it, outside wildin’, foot on n_gga’s nеck
woah, 392 growlin’, diamond shinin’, scat pull up at zaray
jump out fresh as f_ck, all eyes on me, hoes like, “there go khari”
[verse 1: baby kia]
he reach for my neck, leave him where he stand, i’m pete, i won’t say sorry
this year i bought three whips back_to_back, next year pull up ferrari
kinda get tired of this sh_t, bro, keep gettin’ sn_tched up by the feds
i remember that night we had caught— shh, can’t say that, free lil’ ted
broad day, jump out the scr_pe, two drapes on three, we let them quake
i’m known to finish all my meals, ten racks of bl!cks, i get ’em ate
huh, bk
ha, bk
yeah, bk
always strapped with a micro drac’
creep out the caddy, got shot in his stomach, he fell on his back, told him roll on his face
everybody get hit, we not leavin’ no crumbs, know another young n_gga got left on the gate
sixty rounds in the micro drac’, kel_tec with a fifty, get faced
super charge my hemi, it’s 957, big six point four, let’s race

[verse 2: cartel bo]
yeah, he got me chasin’ after his ass, runnin’, d_mn near ’cause a wreck
caught lil’ doodie, jump from behind the car, shoot at a n_gga neck (grrah)
he know d_mn well got no insurance, fakin’ like he gon’ wreck (ha)
stay gettin’ busy, size 15s, stompin’ on a n_gga neck (ayy)
all that hidin’, shouldn’t have been playin’, can’t get him, go get his family
i’ve been lookin’ for his mammy, we got the public in a panic
i don’t even know which way i’m shootin’, b_tch, i get full of them xannies (grrah)
i hit the side, they whip that switch, they b_tch_ass piled up like a sandwich
the opps can’t even come outside, go get lunch, i put that on my granny (yeah)
b_tch, i be in and out your city, head to toe in alexander (ooh)
you can pray and i can pray because these hundred rounds ain’t jammin’
left him layin’ under that scatpack, through the city goin’ rampant
[chorus: baby kia & cartel bo]
we pop out monkey mask, jumpsuit, tryna erase a n_gga (yeah)
mini arp ain’t got no range, jump out and chase a n_gga
know i like blue cheese, put an opp inside the looseleaf
pockets filled with that sh_t, track’ with the kit, wildin’ out all through the street
f_ck what you heard, really be trippin’, i stay with this tec
you won’t catch me without it, outside wildin’, foot on n_gga’s neck
woah, 392 growlin’, diamond shinin’, scat pull up at zaray
jump out fresh as f_ck, all eyes on me, hoes like, “there go khari”

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