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dont trust us & bravo the bagchaser - cut throat كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
i’m really cut throat
my n_ggas cut dope
i said bend it over for me, we gon’ f_ck more
she can’t take the d_ck, finna f_ck slow
put my pistol on the dresser, i don’t trust hoes
i done made like 60,000 off of one show
n_ggas took it to the neck, rocking gunsmoke
should’ve stayed quiet
on my side, the egle, boy, i ain’t hiding
hopping out that big body, like i’m joe biden
boyfriend caught her cheating, now the ho crying
me and bravo getting money, we don’t promote vilance
she could never be my b_tch, but the ho trying
h_lla slimey, chuck e. cheese, i got that pole by me
i’m outside every day, n_gga, come find me
i done ran me up a bag, this sh_t crazy
i ain’t even f_cking with her, but she pay me
n_gga

[verse 2: bravo the bagchaser]
i ain’t switch on you, you switched on me
remember sliding through the hood on e
i chase a bag all week, if it ain’t money, don’t disturb my peace
i dropped 20,000 on my piece
so i can’t deal with you, everybody ain’t gon’ be real with you
i’ma keep it real, tell myself
i got your faith right behind my belt
don’t try [?]
live a fast life, d_mn, i [?]
count a hundred in a wife beater
i ain’t bullsh_tting
if i’m in the building, then my tool in it
i got a lil bad b_tch, she [?] with it
and the p_ssy so good, i might shoot in it
and the crib so big, i got room in it
i got room in it
and the p_ssy so good, i might shoot in it
the crib so big, i got room in it
[verse 3: moneysign suede & peysoh]
f_ck rap, i’ma go and kick a door in
i got money, but i gotta bring more in
i’m [?] new foreign
same n_gga, still riding down [?]
[?] these n_ggas know i’m [?]
ain’t no sun overhere, this that dark side
you can still find me sliding down that one way
b_tch, i’m still the same n_gga, who ain’t with that gunplay?
i had it hard, i had it lovely overthere
can tell i’m from the street, [?] stare
lame n_gga, we gon’ put him in a prayer
cold heart, i could show you i don’t care
hard body knocked off, you n_ggas [?] over there
activated, young n_gga, better watch where you stare
i’m from that park gang, the f_ck i look like playing fair?
[?] opp n_ggas thought [?] whole sh_t getting teared
[?]
i had to get it by my lonely
i remember you ain’t [?] old me
where was you when i was in the county eating baloney?
[?]
i’m the n_gga in my city, i’m a trophy
[?] 03
you know my name [?] know me
i had that g shock, look, now i got a roley
i ain’t running from sh_t, unless they police
stop and stare, b_tches knowing i’m a trophy
deman in these streets, you ain’t tryna see the old me
[?] by myself, i be thugging by my lonely
i don’t trust sh_t but this 40
n_ggas capping with those bullsh_t ass stories
you turned into a snitch, but you used to be the homie

- dont trust us bravo the bagchaser

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