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dee mula - nahh fr كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
i’m slidin’ with these choppers, just me by myself
lotta n_ggas be talkin’, they really be cappers
i cannot beef with no rapper, they do too much typin’
i’m type to walk up and slap ’em
smokin’ on broccoli, sh_t taste like fruit
f_cked this b_tch, she was foreign in la, ask al
pull up on me, let’s get active
my n_ggas ’bout action, no actin’
i’m just tryna ball, no waxin’

[verse 1]
these choppers, just me by myself
lotta n_ggas be talkin’, they really be cappers
i cannot beef with no rapper, they do too much typin’
i’m type to walk up and slap ’em
smokin’ on broccoli, sh_t taste like fruit
f_cked this b_tch, she was foreign in la, ask al
pull up on me, let’s get active
my n_ggas ’bout action, no actin’
i’m just tryna ball, no waxin’
glock tucked, thirty stickin’ out
i just walked out the bank with a large amount
better not walk up on me on no funny sh_t
you lil’ n_ggas my kids, you on punishment
got so much guap, can’t fit in my pants, man
what is you sayin’, man?
don’t get too close, ’cause they might get to sprayin’, man
step like a band, man
slidin’ in a double_r, this ain’t no honda
shots out that double_r, sh_t sound like thunder
had to put the b_tch out, she tried to slip off the condom
ho, you ain’t sl!ck, i’m smooth like b_tter
ice on, i’m in chill mode
don’t be watchin’ these chains, they in k!ll mode
got them racks in my jeans, but i ain’t playin’ tennis like serena
try to rob, chopper kickin’ like speakers
shout like the preacher
she got ass, she gon’ shake it, she know it
i just bought a brand new toy
this backwood hittin’ like floyd
got a grown man bankroll, yours lil’ boy
i’ll never hate on a n_gga, for what?
if you gettin’ money, then that’s great
n_ggas fake, that sh_t g_y
tryna come around like they straight
knowin’ d_mn well it ain’t straight
[interlude]
knowin’ d_mn well this sh_t fake
knowin’ d_mn well…
knowin’ d_mn well they can die, know what i’m sayin’?
n_ggas be really b_tches out here, man
n_ggas get scared when we pull up (f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?)
n_ggas get nervous, they pull out when we push up (nah, for real, n_gga)
nah, for real, word, this sh_t so crazy

[verse 2]
he postin’ these guns that he never shot
i think he just use ’em for props
she gon’ f_ck any n_gga that pop
that ho just a n_gga, gotta give her her props
n_ggas know i’m a threat, they gon’ p_ss me off
can’t be lackin’ out here, they’ll send you off
s 550, dreek cashed out
but he ain’t cash out, this sh_t ain’t runnin’ out
i can’t f_ck with you, you might run your mouth
now i’m at your house tryna take you out
man, these n_ggas b_tches, they need tampons
f_ck these hoes, they cheat with the creep ons
we don’t shoot sh_t less than a fifty
shouts out to uconn, turn your car to a futon
free fredo, my n_gga went federal, fed
he facetimed a n_gga a few times
i was young as h_ll with that glock
we was gettin’ n_ggas’ ass off the block
poppin’ up at every spot, you gettin’ outta here
brand new chopper, ain’t sh_t changed (nah)
[outro]
dee mula

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