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christ dillinger, dj smokey & rxknephew – ​​ex still wanna have my baby كلمات اغاني

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[intro: christ dillinger]
(dark evil poison)
i told that b_tch to suck my d_ck and then get the f_ck out (what’s good geeohhs)
i told that b_tch to suck my d_ck and then get the f_ck_ (what’s good_)
i told that b_tch to suck my d_ck and then get the f_ck out (what’s good geeohhs)
ever since i got this money, all these ho’s wanna come and f_ck now
you keep comin’ short and askin’ me for fronts, man, get the f_ck out
opps broke as sh_t, ain’t no one playin’ they music, they ain’t got no clout
(holy f_cking sh_t, this is f_cked beyond repair)
(poison)
(we make the best poison)

[verse 1: christ dillinger]
i told that b_tch to suck my d_ck and then get the f_ck out (what’s good geeohhs)
ever since i got this money, all these ho’s wanna come and f_ck now
you keep comin’ short and askin’ me for fronts, man, get the f_ck out
opps broke as sh_t, ain’t no one playin’ they music, they ain’t got no clout
opp n_ggas postin’ on facebook still tryna get they likes up
i got a big ass house in brooklyn, christmas time, the whole sh_t light up
grown ass man still ridin’ ’round in chevrolet blazers servin’ nick bags
i was stuck in the trap, the whole neighborhood knew christ dillinger had big bags (what the f_ck)
[?] suge knight
these n_ggas eat spaghetti every night
h_llo no, we ain’t gonna fight
pull up five deep, we still gon’ up the pipe
n_gga, we is not about to jump, up the extended clip and drum you
these n_ggas beggin’ just like bums do
we’re lacin’ weed wit’ crack and [?]
unc hit the dope, look like he hit a tazer
the only green we got is lasers
i drink tequila wit’ no chaser
yo b_tch a ho, n0body raised her
still ain’t pay me yet, you outta time
fentanyl test strip, one red line
i’m sellin’ big ass bags of nicks and dimes
tattoos on my face, amanda bynes (where’d you find this?)
[?] that chain, we gon’ loot that
sent this b_tch nudes to the groupchat (it’s based negative squad, you stupid b_tch)
that b_tch dumb as h_ll, but her ass fat
they sneak dissin’, but they ask for dap
my fiends see me, they ask for crack
i take a perc like i hurt my back
opps down in the cut always wearin’ hats
i got mad hats and i don’t wear ’em
my hairline always shaped up
i don’t be smokin’ shake blunts
front pocket look like a big b_tt
i go to sleep after i f_ck
hop on the beat and wild out
opps broke as sh_t, got no clout
your mom want you to move out
my chain look like i’m ’bout to shout
my chain look like three midgits fightin’ (it’s based negative squad, you stupid b_tch)
n_gga, that sh_t look crazy
ex b_tch still wanna have my baby
nut in her eye and make it lazy
my chain look like two midgits boxin’
used to get high off that suboxone
he’s in the trap, look just like hopsin
if he not shoppin’ we gon’ rob him
i’m really black, i’m not obama
get drunk, start yellin’, “dj drama”
i’m not your daddy, and f_ck your momma
walk in the courtroom, f_ck your honor
walk in the bank, got lots of commas
lilo and stitch, my money blue
fiends in the trap, they my ohana (evil poison boys)
smoke wit’ the fiends more than i f_ck wit’ you
[verse 2: rxknephew]
they like, where you finna drop?
where we from we shoot at cops
tell yo n_gga i’m what he not
glock in amiri, i can’t fly
drugs in the car, don’t make it hot
set somethin’ up, i’ll slap a cop
my wrist froze like papa doc
i done blew like thirteen_thousand
one weekend he was wildin’
they like, “neph, who the h_ll yo stylist?”
my b_tch thick as sh_t, look like a goddess
marlon wayans, who the f_ck want a problem?
pop the trunk, a rocket launcher
f_150 look like a tonka
everybody wit’ me’ll stomp you
ain’t no head up, they gon’ jump you (holy sh_t)
opps can come to the show if they want to
and get shot if you really want to
get knocked out if you want to
playin’ wit’ my dawg, i’ll slap you
slitherman, jump out, grab you
i ball harder than caillou
uppercut the dope, riyu
left wrist look like hadouken (hadouken)
f_ck around, we’ll start shootin’
don’t mind my brother, he booty
jump out my sleep, got a new fit
got a new coat and a new wrist
oh, b_tch, know i got a new b_tch
drive the lamb and get a new gl!ck
got arp’s and four nicks
.556s’ll flip some sh_t
my brother do perc back to back to back
we trap back to back to back
made a hunnid thousand back to back to back
cartier frames back to back to back
did a bean, f_cked her back to back to back
i take a loss, back to the trap
i don’t wanna hear yo tape, sh_t ass
don’t pass that, it’s not gas (evil poison boys)
[outro]
(it’s based negative squad, you stupid b_tch)
(based negative squad, crack rock records)

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