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cel nolackin & babyfxce e - no motion كلمات أغنية

[intro: cel nolackin]
d_mn
yeah
man, this n_gga
ayy, listen, uh, uh
(i got brizz on the beat, he go crazy)
i got a gun for every n_gga say they want smoke with me
(buru beats)
alright, alright, listen, n_gga

[chorus: cel nolackin]
i got a glock for every n_gga want some beef with me (beef)
i also got some shorties that be throwed off and’ll bend for free (them n_ggas slidin’)
that n_gga slid and caught one, but he told, so he banned from the b (what the f_ck?)
i still be in the y, i got some n_ggas who bend in the east (that’s on god)
come through my block, that sh_t get stopped, we knock his doors off (grrah)
aimin’ at his chest, that nickel jumped and knocked his nose off (that’s off thе ‘net)
we caught an opp off drank, he sippеd a four and then he dozed off (haha)
if you don’t got no paper, got no motion, then that’s your fault (get out my face)

[verse 1: cel nolackin]
when o had signed me, beef was up, that sh_t went in the wind (them n_ggas dead)
i told tron grab that john, he dropped that bag and he bent him again (skrrt)
he caught a b, looked in my eyes, say, “i’ll do it again” (i’ll do it again)
i know he wasn’t lyin’ from when he hopped out and banged at the rim (bah, bah)
he texted my brother comin’ back, said, “i want me a limb”
i’m stuck inside the mall, don’t got my glock, i’ll do him in timbs (shoot that n_gga)
i’m in new york bangin’ with bloods, yeah, i’m bangin’ with brims (bl__dy)
he triy to chill by that car, he try to run, left his sh_t by the rims (bah)
i’m a big_ass opp with a big_ass knot (n_gga)
with a big_ass glock and i’m standin’ right on top (on god)
n_ggas started sh_t with me, i feel like sk!lla, i can’t stop (what’s up with n_ggas)
man, i’ma spend every dollar ’til i heard them n_ggas drop (until they dead)
ask about the last n_gga, heard they took his ass up top (hah)
that n_gga thought his ass was tough, that p_ssy died from tryna box (d_mn)
and since we talkin’ ’bout a box, on back this glock, i got a box
push this b_tch straight to the left and watch it tear up the whole spot, n_gga (on god)
[chorus: cel nolackin]
i got a glock for every n_gga want some beef with me (like what?)
i also got some shorties that be throwed off and’ll bend for free (skrrt)
that n_gga slid and caught one, but he told, so he banned from the b (oh my god)
i still be in the y, i got some n_ggas who bend in the east (bah)
come through my block, that sh_t get stopped, we knock his doors off (grrah)
aimin’ at his chest, that nickel jumped and knocked his nose off (it’s off the ‘net)
we caught an opp off drank, he sipped a four and then he dozed off (n_gga died)
if you don’t got no paper, got no motion, then that’s your fault (that’s your fault)

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
if i hit him with this b_tch, he gon’ be handicapped (for sure)
put a hole in the middle of his chest, look like a f_nny pack (fap, fap)
step on him, he under my boot like where andy at
if you see me with a nike ski, somebody made mad (on god)
huh, f_ck, sh_t (b_tch), b_tch (yeah)
you would think they cut my power off how i flip the switch (switch)
you would think they all cheatin’ on me how i switch my b_tch
crazy i done got so f_ckin’ lit, i’m makin’ n_ggas p_ssed (d_mn)
huh, drive the srt to the nyc (uh_huh)
i done put the f_r_t on the arp
n_gga, if it’s up, then it’s up, it ain’t no fakin’ beef
yeah, i got a chop for anybody think that they gon’ play with me (n_gga), b_tch

[chorus: cel nolackin]
i got a glock for every n_gga want some beef with me (like what?)
i also got some shorties that be throwed off and’ll bend for free (skrrt)
that n_gga slid and caught one, but he told, so he banned from the b (oh my god)
i still be in the y, i got some n_ggas who bend in the east (bah)
come through my block, that sh_t get stopped, we knock his doors off (grrah)
aimin’ at his chest, that nickel jumped and knocked his nose off (it’s off the ‘net)
we caught an opp off drank, he sipped a four and then he dozed off (n_gga died)
if you don’t got no paper, got no motion, then that’s your fault (that’s your fault)
[outro: babyfxce e & cel nolackin]
b_tch (n_gga)
f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?
uh
pistol packin’, we no lackin’, baby
ah, we no lackin’, pistol packin’
pistol packin’, no, no lackin’
hop out, bang that sh_t in traffic, n_gga

- cel nolackin babyfxce e

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