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dom corleo – capo كلمات اغاني

[intro]
you’re all a bunch of f_ckin assh0l_s
you need people like me
yeah, b_tch, live everyday like my f_ckin’ last day, like this my last day right here so i’ma go ‘head and talk to ’em on this f_ckin’ mic’ right now
you know what i’m sayin?
they don’t even know what the f_ck im talkin ’bout though
on god
f_ck it

[verse]
you just tuned in wit’ a boss
i’m known to get ’em knocked off
couple clubs on me like golf
i done took the top, i can’t fold
i’m a big bird, big hawk
i don’t care ’bout the cost
i’ma catch a body like moss
cheese on you, lil’ mouse
i got like four, five shooters
they be slidin’ right up in your house
no, i don’t give a f_ck
i’ma send thе shot, no doubt
i be talkin’ to ’em how i want
’cause i’m on thе sh_t that i talk
and i know that that ain’t what you on
so that pressure, i’ma put it on
way too s_xy for this syrup though
eleven b_tches at my front door
everybody wanna be some
why the f_ck they won’t stop?
they wanna hit you when they see some
’cause everybody wanna be some
my diamonds bitin’, can you see sun?
i done flat_lined, can’t see none
i woke up high, had a realisation, b_tch, i’m too paid, yeah
i’m part of the new wave, yeah
they wanna join the play, yeah, yeah
throw a flag on the play, yeah
b_tch, i’m a dog, treat that hoe rough
b_tch, i’m a dog, treat her like nun’
b_tch, i’m a dog, got it out the mud
blue hunnids on me, yeah, i’m thumbin’
i’m too lit, got the crowd jumpin’
i’ma f_ck her, then i’m gon’ dub it
b_tch, i done turned nothin’ into somethin’
how i turned a ten into a hunnid?
how i’m f_ckin’ hoes that i ain’t f_ck with?
my brother say it, i’ma up it
i just upped the score, that’s a bucket
i done got it all from the hustlin’
they f_ckin’ wit’ me, i’m a hustler
i let it burn like usher
really i’m just not a lover
to be honest, i just wouldn’t trust her
’cause i done got it out the gutter
i’m passin’ to you, lil’ buster
have a bet goin’, he, f_ck her
pockets fatter than your big homie
cut_in ksubis, spilled syrup on it
f_ck, i done spilled syrup on ’em
stick in my pants, big totin’
if i’m a b_tch, then i’m a bad thot
pull up on the block “pap, pap”
make you disappear, ta_da
send him up, he gon’ meet god

- dom corleo

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