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dracbaby - hmm كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
mm (hear that, hold up, ayy), mm (hear that, hold up, ayy)
mm (hear that, hold up, ayy), mm (hear that, hold up, ayy)
mm (hear that, hold up, ayy), mm (hear that, hold up, ayy)

[chorus]
since you in the streets and wanna act grown, i don’t wanna hear sh_t when your ass get tapped
they know it ain’t safe without this door, last n_gga tryna come out the house
why bruh be gettin’ on all these songs? robbin’, that gangster sh_t, i ain’t hear him out
if the opps ain’t spinnin’, they ran out of bullets, just send me the loc’, i’ll pass them out
i was supposed to be rappin’, but i’m in the studio hittin’ these duck_ass n_gga on a dice
n_gga wanna act like he fightin’ some demons, cool, we gon’ send his ass right to christ
ain’t goin’ likе red, they should have flushеd that boy, i would’ve shot his ass off the bike
you steal from me, i blow your ass all ’bout it, on god, and i won’t think twice

[verse]
duck, duck, goose, we taggin’ them n_ggas who run, the first n_gga fall, he it
n_gga get shot with that drac’ and they panic, these tough_ass n_ggas be ready to snitch
we just got the drop, fatboy tryna spin too, but his big ass can’t even fit
we k!lled your partner, we the one smoked his ass, got the last n_gga sayin’ he quit
you wanna lv bag, gotta show me you want it, b_tch, get on the ground and bark
i’m so f_cked up in my head, i’m teachin’ my brother how to hop out a car
why would i come through that backdoor when the front door open? don’t know if it’s locked
bro got stretched for a fake_ass chain, they thought it was real, that’s why he got robbed
you ain’t never k!lled n0body, stop lyin’ on songs, you need to get your ass beat
i get a warrant, i might not get back out, i’ma go on the run and flee
zo6, ls7, 7.0, this b_tch got speed
you wanna impress me? ho gotta jump in the water and walk on top of the beach
don’t call my phone sayin’ you got shot, go hop in the benz, shoot his ass back
i put a beam on all my guns, so when i hop out, i can see who i tagged
unc’ ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, he get in my business, i’m puttin’ a switch on his ass
you ain’t got no insurance, your ass gon’ die out here, how the f_ck you finna go and crash?
[chorus]
since you in the streets and wanna act grown, i don’t wanna hear sh_t when your ass get tapped
they know it ain’t safe without this door, last n_gga tryna come out the house
why bruh be gettin’ on all these songs? robbin’, that gangster sh_t, i ain’t hear him out
if the opps ain’t spinnin’, they ran out of bullets, just send me the loc’, i’ll pass them out
i was supposed to be rappin’, but i’m in the studio hittin’ these duck_ass n_gga on a dice
n_gga wanna act like he fightin’ some demons, cool, we gon’ send his ass right to christ
ain’t goin’ like red, they should have flushed that boy, i would’ve shot his ass off the bike
you steal from me, i blow your ass all ’bout it, on god, and i won’t think twice

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