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cblu – humble كلمات اغاني

[intro]
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gang
grrah, grrah
y’all know who i’m smokin’ on while i’m in this booth
i don’t even gotta say it
at all (grrah)
c blu!

[chorus]
yeah, they callin’ me g.o.a.t., but i gotta stay humble
keep me a pole, why the f_ck would i tussle?
hit her one time, then i block her, mutombo
mali my qb, i know he won’t fumble (grrah)
yeah, these n_ggas be plottin’ on me
my chain, they can’ take it from me (at all)
if he reach, no kyrie, i teach
he thought he was tough, now his face on a tee
[verse]
yeah, that fummy got poked tryna get egg and cheese
ain’t no takin’ me out, feel funny, i squeeze
walk up, faceshot, left his brain on the seat (grrah, grrah)
you get burned to a spliff, think you f_ckin’ wit’ c
send shots, get low, smoke up, then repeat
send shots, get low, smoke up, then repeat
keep two straps when i step in the spot
that’s a rubber and a 23 glock
chain on my neck, so these thots on my c_ck
let a n_gga act up, he get shot
yeah, the moment he reach, i’ma up it and flock it
walk up, just to make sure i drop him
cops on my as, but you know i ain’t stoppin’ (at all)
popped a perc’ just to boost my adrenaline
catch a opp and you know i’ma finish him
free gotti, he addicted to drillin’ sh_t
hop out, we ain’t leavin’ no witnesses (grrah, grrah)
shots fire, he got put up on citizen
strap up, don’t ger burned, no chlamydia
these n_ggas be cap, only tough on the media
see ’em in person, their body gon’ freeze up
she chill wit’ the opps, she get left, no kenneka
don’t ask what i’m smokin’, you know it
rahizo, you know that sh_t potent (‘hizo!)
shots at his head, yeah, they call it a doa
i don’t f_ck wit’ no blocks, b_tch, i’m ebk
i got shots for them n_ggas who feel a way
and these streets is so much, i’m superior
shots to his stomach, f_cked up his interior
you got chops, i got chops, we ain’t fearin’ ya’
if you talkin’ money, i ain’t hearin’ ya’ (at all)
(if you talkin’ money, i ain’t hearin’ ya’)
[chorus]
yeah, they callin’ me g.o.a.t., but i gotta stay humble
keep me a pole, why the f_ck would i tussle?
hit her one time, then i block her, mutombo
mali my qb, i know he won’t fumble (grrah, grrah)
yeah, these n_ggas be plottin’ on me
my chain, they can’ take it from me
if he reach, no kyrie, i teach
he thought he was tough, now his face on a tee

[outro]
grrah
c blu!

- cblu

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