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dee lee - da man كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
you would think i had a fan, how i up and let it blow
‘lotta shots up in this can, fill a n_gga up with holes
gotta chance to be the man, i ain’t stoppin’, i’m on go
i ain’t stuntin’ what they sayin’, ’cause they hatin’, yeah, i know
i got some brothers swingin’ bubba, got some brothers slangin’ dope
see, you in trouble if you think you finna kick down this door
like a bubble, how you get yo’ ass popped?, lose your soul
can’t start a hustle, gettin’ guala is all them young n_ggas know

[verse]
say, it’s cold out here, better go and grab a coat
and it’s some hoes out here that’ll have a tag on yo’ toe
n_ggas troll out here, have yo’ ass with them folks
never know out here, so you better stay afloat
been ran through that b_tch and he be braggin’ on that hoe
they say lil’ quaz with the sh_t, i still be snappin’ on the low
i’m in traffic catchin’ z’s cause i done poured me up a 4
ain’t no actin’ with that heat, but i keep that b_tch fosho
i’m a slim pimp, got these b_tches thinkin’ that they mines
but they not, these hoes be trippin’, say i’m always on they mind
don’t matter if yo’ cousin rico, boy, you still gon’ feel this iron
better be on defense, them shooters comin’ frontline
say i need to buy a clock, they had told me it’s my time
‘member posted on the block, sellin’ rock, mixin’ dimes
i’on need no bitter thot, i need a b_tch fine as wine
‘lotta prayers sent to god and he finally sent my sign, hey
[chorus]
you would think i had a fan, how i up and let it blow
‘lotta shots up in this can, fill a n_gga up with holes
gotta chance to be the man, i ain’t stoppin’, i’m on go
i ain’t stuntin’ what they sayin’, ’cause they hatin’, yeah, i know
i got some brothers swingin’ bubba, got some brothers slangin’ dope
see, you in trouble if you think you finna kick down this door
like a bubble, how you get yo’ ass popped?, lose your soul
can’t start a hustle, gettin’ guala is all them young n_ggas know

[verse 2]
say he from the southside, so why he always on that no’?
cuz he a real street n_gga, trappin’ hard that’s all he know
aye, real street n_gga, still be trappin’ at the store
aye, real street n_gga, came a long way from cho’s
now he chillin’ in that water ’till we come and sink his boat
how i bag a n_gga ass, you’d think i was a billy goat
she like, “quaz, eat this cat”, i’m like don’t be no silly hoe
i refuse to eat yo’ p_ssy, but i can suck a titty though
why he think he ’bout it, ’bout it, cause he gotta pole
say it’s bread on his head, spot ’em and that boy is toast
meari, boy i love you, i just gotta let you know
it’s real steppas in that field for you, finna up that score
aye, free my brother zay, he keep that sh_t, went double o
real steppa ’till this day, and sh_t that you will never know
movin’ careful wit’ my flame, i ain’t tryna get wrote
crackers tryna take a n_gga out the game like a coat
street n_gga, you can catch me trappin’ in the same clothes
street n_gga, screamin’ f_ck a natt b_tch and stank hoe
aye, can you swing a o?, if not then i can’t lil’ bro
yeah, my money long, but i prefer to see it grow
quaz, boy you funny, yeah, take me as a joke
look, just don’t be around me if i’m ever goin’ broke
if you ain’t in my circle, ion care to cut yo’ throat
real sh_t, jit these facts, write it down, take some notes

- dee lee

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