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chuckyy - n***a poetry كلمات أغنية

[verse]
uh, you know how friendless it was in the ‘raq last year, you couldn’t imagine it
i used to sleep on pallets, that’s no bap, one thing, got rich off rappin’
straight_eight swervin’ in traffic, that was before deal, me and lil’ cuz [?] patek
all bad hoes, i smash ’em, come outside to [?], bro don’t sn_tch sh_t
i’m so rich right now, this sh_t is a blessing, i take care of mama and daddy
i’m so rich right now, this sh_t is a blessing, i take care of all my siblings
i’m so rich right now, sh_t got me mad my grandma couldn’t even see this sh_t
i’m so rich right now ’cause i’m freddy crazy, come, bro, you know i bleed this
bronem ain’t got no defense, i manifest and dreamt this
my dreams, of course i’m livin’ ’em
you talk crazy, i hope you bulletproof
word around town, we so slimy, you ain’t just gangin’ us, i’ll probably shoot at you
i been countin’, goin’ through the roof, i already got three, need a lil’ more room though
f_cked her with a bathh t_shirt on, dippin’ and dippin’, i gave her a tombstone
what you mean, boy? i just k!lled it, got that hit from the side, she can’t take for too long
me and bro back_to_back, we racin’, i’m in the hill thankin’ that vroom_vroom
i’m a rich maniac for sure but i tatted my face now they thinkin’ i’m too gone
get me everything, b_tch, don’t move wrong, that’s what we on every day on tuesday
packed the whip, hit the road on wednesday
two hundred up, twelve o’clock on thursday
in the cop car, come, we burn ’em
i ain’t f_ck her, no bap, her sh_t stink
shawty text back, now i’m swervin’, look what you did, made me f_ck up the rim paint
ayy, i’m really rich, yay
he mad i f_cked his b_tch, ayy
when you told, he master splint’, ayy
up ten mil’, clean sh_t like dishes
i spilled tris stain on my denims
.223s spread like venom
uh, we all p_ssed, money sick us
large duffel bags, we gon’ get ’em
ambulance, they gon’ get ’em
we roll down, chase, gon’ get right with you
d.o.a., what the f_ck is a spittle?
got fans and opps, gotta watch my rear view
i don’t f_ck with percs’, i watched bro throw one back and it f_ck up his mental
but i’m judgin’, ma already know how it go, bro [?] stood over a vic’ too
i don’t go through pain, so i talk on beats, and i go get tattoos
so all these n_ggas’ thinkin’ it’s a race, boy, if it’s race, then i’m lookin’ past you
and i love on some sippin’ drink, talkin’ to juice wrld, my crib got a statue of him
all these girls are the same, ain’t know what he mean, but i know what he mean now
go to the ‘raq once in a while, ain’t gotta stay down, that’s how you get squeezed down
[?] in atlanta, ‘raq, still glide the bity, to me knock trees down
all the shorties comin’ up in the ‘raq, i get down in murda, so they wanna be me now
ain’t even block no vvs, i’ma cop plain jane, my sh_t still freeze, how?
free smurk, bro gotta get freed now
free smurk, do a million in a week now
police keep tryna keep me down
long live george, i can’t breathe now
i smoke too much za to za, can’t do kds, i need three pounds
when in the car duckin’ rounds, you can’t hang with us far from ’round
when a grown man try to twitter beef, i say, “i’m a rich f_ckin’ child”
when that sh_t sink and they hear all that loud sh_t, they calm it down
long rifle with a hundred ’round mag, let a n_gga act crazy, gun him down
i got kicked out of my high school, let a n_gga act crazy, punch ’em down
never really got into a bl!ck out, every time i slid, we threw ’em down
h_ll nah, he ain’t really no gamer, but he just around ’cause he movin’ pounds
gle, one with a ho, just to keep sh_t cool, that trackhawk too loud
bloodbathh goon out, free smoke, hit a n_gga block quick, that blackout too loud

- chuckyy

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