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chris king - the green introduction كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
like diddy told me, “youngboy, just get in your bag” (yeah)
this nina freaky, this b_tch got a promiscuous past (d_mn)
they form alliances and make cliques for the cash
baptised in the water where wisdom was given, the coins of the gift of gab
before my fiend overdose, i test the product and dip in the bag
desert eagle spittin’ out sneakers the way it’s kickin’ back
rob dyrdek, i serve ridiculousness in my bag
yeah
servin’ crash dumbies then hit a brick wall
i knew money was short but told ’em, “watch when i get tall”
not new to standalone, there was n0body that i can call
abusin’ narcotics, the substance prescriptions and alcohol
yeah
i put money over them b_tches, quickly
smile thinkin’ of a dollar before i get heartbroken memories
i partake in invoices that i regretted instantly
or sniffin’ like a hound dog, smokin’ like a chimney
popped the pill like bubble liquor, thought my liver, sizzlin’
money calls, quotes, it seems like a rapper’s trinity
but when you rap about your real life, the outcome is more interesting
these rappers put on a costume, tend to get lost in they entity (who you?)
this rapper paints masterful, supernatural abilities (yeah)
rip it in half, n_gga, and split with me
skin the opposition at war, it’s cook the enemy (yeah)
a carnivore eat beats with canabalistic energy
digestion broad, my metabolism is on infinity
gotta survive, gotta eat for yourself
silencer on the strap, i’ll let the work speak for itself
skeletons in my closet, these bones i can’t keep to myself
ate the shrooms, hallucinate at home, smokin’ weed by myself (smoke weed by myself)
from the west side, the same era of the hoo_bang
snotty_nosed ’14 car, that there the new wu_tang
knots fillin’ up my pockets, off_white on the shoe strings (yeah)
promethazine, codiene on my cup, i guess i’m too lazy
ridin’ in this batmobile like i’m lookin’ for two_face
diamonds bling_blaow, high_definition like blu_ray
wayne still alive, so stop sayin’ that i’m the new wayne (stop)
snotty_nosed maf vibe, finna do things (yeah)
f_ckin’ on a b_tch out g5 with new b00b rings
had to hide the brick inside the oven like a soufleé
yeah
i’m still dressed for that money, like wolf of wall street
the great gatsby is the trapeo
b_tches love to air dirty laundry, what you gon’, smash the ho?
my spot well protected, we poppin’, don’t knock at castle doors
[outro]
get out of my life, yeah
get out of my life, yeah_yeah (snotty_nosed mafia, b_tch)
i want_
i want_
i want_
i want_
i want you to get out of my life, yeah_yeah
(snotty_nosed mafia, b_tch)
i want_
i want_
i want_
i want out
get out of my life, yeah_yeah
(snotty_nosed mafia, b_tch)
i want_
i want_
i want_
i want_
i want you to get out of my life, yeah

- chris king

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