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demotus - work كلمات الأغنية

n-ggas don’t really got work, see you in the streets still dying of the thirst
p-ssy n-gga talkin got murked, wanted three pounds got a 3 round burst, d-mn
b-tch n-gga dont get hurt if, a n-gga scared tell that n-gga go to church, aye
aimin right where the feds lurk, lettin off the shots hit the n-gga head first, d-mn
glock hit a b-tch, hit a cop in his sh-t, he was riding round posted on my block tryna snitch
ops lick a d-ck, and my trigger finger itch, ima wet the whole scene, i won’t stop if i miss, aye
i just might use the whole clip, aye
they tell me stop b-tch you wish, aye
i just might sauce on yo b-tch, aye
might just take off with yo b-tch, aye
got that thirty on my hip, aye
got that thirty let it rip, aye
b-tch we really with the sh-ts, aye
shoot a n-gga then i dip, aye
y’all just be talking sh-t, i’m on a rocket ship, i just rolled up the whole zip, yuh
you cannot rock with my clique, aye
please hop up off the d-ck

new n-ggas ringin my line i just hit that all these n-ggas just get on my nerves
all of these feds on my back ima grab me a strap and then hop in the car and then swerve

hit a b-tch n-gga with the tax, n-gga this thrax got real loud packs of the herb, i don’t give a f-ck about rap, thumbin through racks from a show then it’s back to the curb
young rad n-gga on the moon
b-tch you got it wrong if you think that i’m a goon
i just learned bunch of evil sh-t from cartoons and i like to shoot sh-t just to make it go boom, yuh

splittin profits while you sit and gossip if that n-gga talkin then them pistols popping
only bout the paper so it’s f-ck a hater, if you really want it then my n-ggas got it
feel the pressure heavy turn em to spaghetti, leave a n-gga messy see he wasn’t ready
got my n-gga luger he’ll pull the ruger, if you talkin stupid then he’ll use machetes

i cannot f-ck wit no hoe, f-ck with my girl and that pistol got blow, aye
sippin this tech got me slow but all my money fast that’s just how the sh-t go, aye
how i made it i don’t know, can’t get my tactics you know i keep that on the low
f-ck them n-ggas b-tch we really did it i smoke by the onion just to keep me lifted
you can smell the fragrance, smellin like we made it, money keep me shaded, from the friendly faces
back then you was hatin, now you tryna say that you were f-ckin with me but i know you fakin
rad kids this, rad kids that, you a d-mn b-tch, you can lick my sack, i remember back when i ain’t have no racks, i came from bein broke and i ain’t going back, b-tch

- demotus

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