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cloud 9 click - body be in the dirt // take me to yo stash spot كلمات أغنية

[intro]
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, the money b_tch, hurry up, i said hurry up
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, _gunshots_

[verse 1: ??]
i’m that n_gga involved in [?], be hangin’ with approved k!llaz, quickly squeezin’ triggers, brace yourself, n_gga, i can be your gravedigger
on the for realer thats who i be, standin’ in the [?] way of the [?]
p_i_m_p to the tight, ho, see me drillin’ deep in b.h.z
that n_gga [?], be on that light greened up
swerve to the curb
[?] too d_mn high, as he start to choke
no more dope
call the [?], get a big olе’ quarter sack
rémy martin, fifth of gin, some hen’, and wе’re straight like that
see its just a smile, n_ggas profile, so i loaded that thing
n_ggas coming clean, when i drop another ass, wit’ tha’ glock 19
trick, wanna glock?
poppin’, n_ggas droppin’, fallin’ out
sucka, give it up
before the psychos, we have to turn it out
the glock, [?] this tape gon’ be eliminated
and those who still in my way, ’cause i spray, ’cause they violatin’
kickin’ down yo sh_t
break yoself, b_tch!
gettin’ shot, nine million ways to die, b_tch take me to yo stash spot, n_gga
yeaaa
[film scene]
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, the money b_tch, hurry up, i said hurry up
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, _gunshots_

[verse 2: ??]
is it time for me to wake up, is it time for me my lord?
is it time for me to meet my death? or should i just ignore?
is it time for me to murder, or is it time for me to cry?
is it time, i’ll ask again, my lord, don’t wanna die
my momma raised me right, gotta n_gga everything i wanted when i was a kid
had me [?] khakis and [?] but still commited sins
i was so young and dumb, caught wit’ the big boys
tote toys, and [?] that [?]
wit’ some [?], swishers, cocaine, [?]
now that i’m smokin’ that herb
[?] so i can make my [?] d_i_e tomarrow
so i’m robbin’ for about 15 keys, and ho i’m showin’ no sorrow
the n_gga that gave me the dope, gimmie the cheese, and n0body gets hurt
and if you bustas make a move, yo body deep in the dirt

[film scene]
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, the money b_tch, hurry up, i said hurry up
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, _gunshots_
[verse 3: ?? and ??]
this is just a warning, for you n_ggas
wit’cha fingers on the trigga
just because you gotta pistol
don’t make you’ah no d_mn k!lla
so pump yo nuts, if you must
just don’t bring that sh_t ’round us
’cause if you do, then you through
’cause i’m barrin’ none of yo crew
so, what the f_ck you wanna do?
’cause in my city, n_ggas sh_tty
jiggas gettin’ k!lled over pity
but i maintain in this game
i smokin’ n_gga thangs (pass that f_ckin’ blunt dawg)
[?], but you too crunk, but you never hit that funk
weed is the best d_mn high that you can get
so f_ck that funkin’ on that other f_ckin’ bullsh_t
trippin’ while ya homies die, momma’s cry, look them in they f_ckin’ eyes
in this ole’ f_cked up society, ’cause they ain’t did sh_t for me
but try to lock a n_gga up, so what the f_ck is goin’ on?
police comin’, knockin’ on a n_ggas doors
early morn’
what’s up wit’ that? three shots, then we gone
anything to keep a n_gga locked up in jail
what the h_ll?
i’ma do anything to keep my m_th_f_ckin’ pockets [bailed?], biatch
[film scene]
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, the money b_tch, hurry up, i said hurry up
get this money baby, now, get your ass, give him the money
lay your ass, _gunshots_

[verse 4: ??]
[?] pimpin’, feel this sh_t
occupation: lyricist
the south, n_gga, memphis orange mound, gonna represent
cash flow, what i’m talkin’ ’bout, cheese what i’m talkin’ ’bout
ain’t f_cked up about the way my life go, thats the way i was brought up, though
hold up where i’m gon’ be, in about ten years you see
grown mane, since 17, strugglin’, paper chasin’ see
hard times, pen and paper, writin’ about my life style
should i give [?] ’cause punk ass n_ggas playa hate
preacher using gods word, but some them n_ggas crooked too
excuse my lord, if i f_ck wit’ sh_t i’ll go to h_ll quick
dead president, ruler of all evil, dig that sh_t
wonderin’ why i do dirt, i ain’t in this rap game for sh_t, b_tch

[outro]
lil’ red, lil’ sizz in this m_th_f_cka
crunk in this m_th_f_cka, cloud 9 cl!ck, know what i’m sayin’
[?] north memphis
[?]
b.h.z. [?] m_th_f_cka [?]
[?] cloud 9 cl!ck, n_ggas really comin’ up, m_th_f_cka
psycho n_gga, [?] we gon’ get buck, m_th_f_cka, wild for the ’97 ho, biatch

- cloud 9 click

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