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drose (nj) - manz كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: drose]
if we talkin’ bout opps they fans, in the streets keep a gun in my hand, n_ggas say “how you ran on your mans?”, get up close i don’t shoot with two hands, free [?] my bro locked in that jam, when rob all my boys from the sand tryna get out the hood doin’ all that we can, you can’t tote on a pole you ain’t blam

[verse 2: kyle rich]
she don’t like when i tote on a bl!ck, f_ck it i put the pain in a spliff, like night time shoot through the darkness, f_ck everybody this life had me heartless, prada stamp on my chest it ain’t cheap like, glock put a dot on his tee, he cannot trap if i flock out the v, like try to run caught a shot to the knee, life gave me lemons i mixed it with hennessy she a thot she be moppin’ the team, legs in the tele they getting real deady and they yellin’ its kr da g, if i spot me a…then it’s up, in that f_nny i’m grippin that what? i’m on that block with the drillers and ooters i love all my n_ggas like family’s a must, for my brothers i’m taking that risk, like free loco and [?] too, everything dead i be itching to spot me a victim like what don’t run ta blitz em, she a thot she need d_ck in her system, like what dump that knocka, she off the wock like flocka he not a member that boy an imposta

[verse 3: drose]
he talkin hot we gon send him up, bullets connect hollows bend him up, spin one more time we ain’t bend enough, shoppin at [?] i ain’t spend enough, but now we on feet, i ain’t gon lie them boys faster than me, light up bro block n_ggas pass it to me, [?] he ain’t crashin the v baby sit on my lap in the back of the seat, b_tch it’s game time, shoot out the v but i chase mine, big .45 on my waistline, police ‘round the corner i can’t waste time, your b_tch a thottie she want facetime, she got passed ‘round the homies sumn like eight times, 7.62s these sh_ts break spines ain’t go to the league so i break crimes

[verse 4: kyle rich]
and she had a great time, why you mad she be f_cking the gang? with some n_ggas who ready to flame, if you not grippy then you cannot hang, and brodie came up off his chain, he this he lit he be flashing the sh..(like what), you won’t see me flashing the grip, you never know who be ratting and sh_t

[verse 5: drose]
drop a diss they be chatting and sh_t spin my block with no lights then we clapping it quick, tried to work then we clapping that b_tch walk down headshot leave em flat on that sh_t, dissin d you a f_ggot and sh_t get a pound for the lo then we bagging that sh_t, n_ggas not on my bragging and sh_t tryna sign me a deal get active and sh_t

- drose nj

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