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cop chase - worst generation (usa) كلمات أغنية

[intro: lil the mxrtian]
cat daddy, watch the way i make that p_ssy move
kit katty, break her back when i’m coming through
walk smooth, super soaker p_ssy slide on me
fashion savvy, got her squirtin’ on the haring tee

[verse 1: lil the mxrtian]
automatic, lil mama that’s a guarantee
no karate gi but still i beat it up to where them angels be
keep it ratchet
why you think i f_cked his baby moms?
so when that n_gga pull left stuck while i’m getting called pappy like two times
and if that child disrespect, make his mama give me neck
then go post it on the net, get the check then blow that sh_t
my ways set no changing it, o_dog in еm no caging sh_t
prix a social menace keep calm but dangerous
opp in pеrma stasis blur the faces when the track go
stroll up on em
stroll up on em
stroll up on em
stroll up on em (beat his ass)
philly slanging gonna call me jawn wick
paint your sh_t like i’m irk turn you into digital classic for the kids (yay)
ripping wigs, splitting lids
on block or in my digs
in sheets i make her show that 4c meet me in streets it’s control alt delete
[verse 2: korrin]
my eyes they be all, red like roma
weed is my aroma
smoking on that gas, bout to make a n_gga throw up
dope d_ck in yo chick, she made a n_gga go up
she ain’t f_cking with my past, then a n_gga glowed up
kicking in that door, when i’m waving on my 4_4_4
yeah these n_ggas frosty, different bull just like a matador
yeah you n_ggas lost me, why you reaching for that open door
n_gga think he scott, bout to send him to that open void
and i got a tommy better keep it on me
bout to turn to chucky when you creeping on me
couple bounties, checking off that dub and g
n_gga f_ck the county, i’m from those philly streets

[verse 3: b2nny]
bro imma keep it real
mac the match the platinum chrome to match the steel
x out all these hoes i don’t give a f_ck how the f_ck they feel
bed to match the shades i entertain
always in the f_cking field
f_ck a b_tch i f_cking peel i got her on her knees i dropped the weed so now she gotta kneel
now i’m getting pleased i’m speaking guapanese
open doors like sesame i’m getting to the bread not talking sesame i know god is blessing me
i got a crib i got a house now i got a cat to feed
og making f_cking beats while i’m rapping in my f_cking jeans
[verse 4: ankh]
yea they creeping on me
double backing ain’t no option when i got that heater on me
holstered in my pants man that bullet gotta bleed for me
like a virgin from the islands but that hoe she cheat on me
told that hoe that i’m a lover boy but i can’t love no hoe
told that b_tch to pack it up and go i need that (mumble)
told that b_tch to pack it up and go i got that uzi on me
shooters all around me they some demons and they flood the party
226’s 557’s you gone shake that sh_t around me
yea it’s evil in here you cannot see me in here
i got that darkness around me like a phoenix in here
these hoes be fiendin’ in here i got they feet in the air
you know i love her but i f_ck her like we beefin’ in here

[verse 5: the indigo chyld]
aye got these hoes loose like goose
told her clean me up drink me up like juice
right after i kick it with her friends like bruce
she told me cut it out or get no p_ssy that’s a truce
i like resting in the p_ssy r.i.p that’s the truth
got two siamese twins 2 for 1 that’s a deuce
make her take the wood real good no spruce
mike tyse fight night in her box that’s abuse
and f_ck the regulations indigo don’t follow rules imma f_ckin’ recluse b_tch
[verse 6: hizzy og]
hey, check check
cheesy mac we build the tecs
pick the track i’ll flame the sesh
calling hacks but ain’t no ref
cook the pack sauté chef
b_tch i’m back we never left
stinky fast you eat the jets
you see cement you breathin’ heavy
hear that boy go heh heh heh heh
hee
chasin’ breath
triple s class level threat now cripple f’s all in the chat like
cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, b_tch
we breakin’ desks he hit the deck we rage to death man cut the beat you may go deaf that hot sh_t
diamond wreck it, black out, silent records
classified this my collective, maggots die tryin represent it
squadron, fye when ready, macs out, set to semi
satisfied i tell ’em never, zip the file till sh_t get messy
swashbucklin’
said it get spooky when we clip dem lights
and when i’m snoozing i still grip the mother f_cking mic
yeah
luffy how i’m stretching fives, opposition swore they seen us losing b_tch i never died
worst generation dumbass

- cop chase

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