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dola (us) – metro كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
riverside ave, copped a ball
hit the bowl with the window cracked
p-ssed out hit this hoe up she ain’t hit me back
so i got up outta dodge cuz these n-ggas jack
and ion even wear a seat belt i ain’t never strapped
stupid n-gga prolly hit me for a f-cking black
so i hit the back road to my n-gga crib
he smoking good, i’m tryna get it how my n-gga live
hoping this potent in my throat open my n-gga ears
we get too throwed expose our fears and all end up in tears
get it together hit the corner for another beer
a couple crackers in impala on my f-cking rear
i had to cut the ac up cuz it got hot in here
and we can smoke another blunt but n-gga not in here
i swear these b-tches only love my for my knotty hair
i shave my head and cut my beard i’ll prolly disappear
one hand on the wheel while i fix the mirror
two blunts in the air n-gga that’s a pair
you know the feeling when you thuggin don’t nothing compare
and you ain’t gotta aim at nothing just but in the air
three young black n-ggas tryna’ get there
4 times for the ville this sh-t real
r.i.p. gt this sh-t real
he ain’t make it this far ain’t sh-t fair
yeah

[bridge]
i was on my d-ck dawg
i was thinking maybe we could get rich dawg
i wrote a song for yo b-tch dawg
maybe she can bust it open for a big dawg

[hook]
smoke good eat good like a big dawg
dream big die hard like a big dawg
live free drive fast like a big dawg
rubber band on a stack like a big dawg
may she can throw it back for a big dawg
maybe she can throw it back for a big dawg
maybe she can throw it back for a big dawg
maybe she can throw it back for a big dawg

[verse 2]
riding paranoid in a rental with six n-ggas
six empty bottles just k!lling a n-gga liver
sick i had to vomit a taco and conch fritters
them coppers won’t f-ck with us in the bottom cuz we chillin’
had to divorce a swisher, split it fill it with christmas
then hit it forget my sentence like dammit i should’ve writ it
dammit my n-gga jiggin, his eyes remind me of ridd-ck
i can’t let his momma see him she a different type of christian
hope his father forgive us, he told us we didn’t listen
too busy taking risk and forgetting what we was given
my n-ggas think i’m tripping cuz i spend my time spittin’ but i promise if they hear it
they’d see i’m tryna’ get a pocket full of politicians countin’ all my new friends
tryna’ make a proposition on a all-black new benz
all that new money tie up all my loose ends
i bet a hundred thousand pay for all my new sins

[bridge]

[hook]

- dola us

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