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dj muggs x rigz - heads on the wall كلمات الأغنية

gold
blaow
stupid
look, know what the f_ck it is, n_gga (soul assassins)
comin to k!ll, yo
check

[verse 1: rome streetz]
ayo, word to the connect, you know my customers
that i serve, i bow to keep my foot on ya neck
knock the noodles out ya noggin for a brick and a check
leave no vital signs for the ems to collect
my heart pump ice cold blood, no love, gold slugs
where i’m from, they die young, lucky to be a old thug
you either went legal or chased the evils and sold drugs
in the field, duckin pigs, weasels and the cobras
this the soul of a soldier
i get my knuckles bl__dy, both boots muddy, f_cking you n_ggas up for the culture
don’t come closеr, i shoot to k!ll
they dumb, deaf and blind still and think evеrything but the truth is real
f_ck it, just have commas in ya budget
or don’t say sh_t to me, i didn’t have riches in my history
so i’m going out for mine viciously
pay bands to [?] sixty piece
pick your poison, i don’t mind buildin or destroyin
i find readin and shootin enjoyin
get all ya rapper friends in a circle and tell ’em “join in”
i smoke all them n_ggas in one puff when i roll up
you made a few moves, n_gga, so what, you’re still garbage
you’re just another f_ckin target in the range that i shoot all up in the face after i aim
and sign my name in ya bloodstains
[verse 2: rigz]

[outro]

- dj muggs x rigz

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