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conway the machine – bang (original version) كلمات اغاني

[intro: conway the machine]
yeah (brr), uh
(brr, brr, brr)
(brr, brr, brr)
machine
(brr)
it’s not a game, n_gga (brr, brr)
it’s not a f_ckin’ game, n_gga (brr, brr, brr)
look, look

[verse 1: conway the machine]
ayo, i use the arm & hammer just to fluff my brick
say what i wanna say and i don’t give a f_ck, i’m rich (ahh)
tuck my fifth, don’t hesitate to bust my sh_t
i tell you n_ggas like kyrie, “suck my d_ck” (hahahaha)
i don’t trust a soul, i don’t even trust my b_tch (uh_uh)
before i fall in love, i’d rather cut my wrist (ahh)
i sweat ace of spades, n_gga, that’s how much i sip
body a rap n_gga quick before the dutch got twist
(ayo, let’s roll somethin’)
yeah, the shotty ring, this sh_t is not a thing (uh_huh)
the chopper make your body lean, my n_ggas body things (brr)
uh, i’m with the jackboys, i’m with the robbin’ team (uh_huh)
on my mama, i never rocked a pair of robin jeans (hahahaha)
everything i jot is mean, how you gon’ stop machine?
my name, it probably ring like las vegas slot machines
the mac by my pelvis in my helmut lang (uh_huh)
the sh_lls’ll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang
uh, the mayo jar was h_llmann’s when i swirled the ‘caine
then i wrapped the yayo up in cellophane (woo)
my shooter got dame lillard from the elbow aim
i thought of that while i was courtside at the melo game (ahh)
bricks are off_white, i imported some (uh_huh)
whippin’ all night until the mornin’ come (all night, n_gga)
still pitchin’ long nights until my fortune come
that’s big checks on the side like the off_white jordan 1s, ugh!
[chorus: conway the machine]
ayo, they think this sh_t a game, n_gga (this sh_t a game, n_gga)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game (this sh_t a game, oh word?)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game
until i pull up, let it ring (let it ring)
until i pull up, let it ring (let it ring)
until i pull up, let it ring
ayo, they think this sh_t a game, n_gga (this sh_t a game, n_gga)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game (this sh_t a game, huh?)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game
until i pull up, let it bang, n_gga (let it bang, n_gga)
until i pull up, let it bang (let it bang)
until i pull up, let it–

[verse 2: eminem]
i used to be a man of the people
hit the clubs and mingle (what up?)
used to dream one day i’d be f_ckin’ pink like a flamingo (pink)
that was back when i smoked canibus (what?)
man, but it was tough, ’cause i was a fan of his
so it sucked to hand him his ass, but
yeah, lookin’ back on my feuds
how me and ja rule almost got cool
’cause we shot pool back in ’01
was it ’02? i don’t know, but
something told me f_ckin’ not to
then we got stuck in high school
i shoved an oscar up his wazoo
yeah, shout to puffy combs, but f_ck revolt
y’all are like a f_cked up remote (ha_ha)
now i get it why our b_tton’s broke
’cause you press him but he don’t do nothing though (d_mn it)
‘specially when it comes to punches thrown
you motherf_ckers keep wanting smoke, so the blunt is rolled
take another toke of the spliff and inhale
’cause all you’re gonna get is an “l,” and smoked like a f_ckin’ roach
so we don’t got nothing in common, not even a f_ckin’ cold
or nasal issue if it comes to blows
wasted tissue, tell this journalist stick to the stuff he knows
like always runnin’ from migos
here a mic, there a mic
everywhere a mic, share and share alike
but just don’t compare alike
instead of comparin’ me, pick a fair fight
compare me to lightnin’, that similarity’s strikin’
compare me to jaws
compare me to manson, marilyn or charles
compare me to nas, biggie, or pac
do not compare me to that iggy b_tch
or all this f_ckin’ milli vanilli hip_hop
this is where all that silly sh_t stops
compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought
the semi, the glock, 9 millis get c_cked, i’m sendin’ a shot
don’t come around with them floss raps tryna stunt
compare me to meek, big wheelies get popped
one by one, compare ’em to scabs, i’m pickin’ them off
they’re goin’ home to f_ck nicki minaj, aw
compare me to diggity_das, yah
i’m hickity_hittin’ it raw, ha
in a beat up trailer, now
shady meets griselda
yeah, we linked up and we inked a deal
i got a beast, i will leash godzilla
how can we be so h_lla— copped a motherf_ckin’ attitude?
i’m gonna need propellers
the chopper, the machine gun k!ller
gunn and the machine, the simi—larities
stop there between kelly and conway
but f_ck that little blond b_tch too
rip mac miller
but come and get it if you think that sh_t a—
[chorus: conway the machine]
ayo, they think this sh_t a game, n_gga (this sh_t a game, n_gga)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game (this sh_t a game, oh word?)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game
until i pull up, let it ring (let it ring)
until i pull up, let it ring (let it ring)
until i pull up, let it ring
ayo, they think this sh_t a game, n_gga (this sh_t a game, n_gga)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game (this sh_t a game, huh?)
ayo, they think this sh_t a game
until i pull up, let it bang, n_gga (let it bang, n_gga)
until i pull up, let it bang (let it bang)
until i pull up, let it–

- conway the machine

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