
dwillspazzout - my trap phone كلمات أغنية
[intro]
hey, olly!
(n_ggas know i pistol pack [?])
track one!
[verse 1: dwillspazzout]
n_ggas’ know i pistol pack, for real
yeah run up on me it’s a wrap for real (yeah!)
all these n_ggas’ they just chat for real
yeah don’t f_cking touch me, you’ll get slapped, for real
can’t f_ck that hoe, she a bop_bop (she a bop!)
and i’m shooting on sight when i see an opp
do that n_gga dirty we gon’ leave his ass in the snow
and you know me, im toting on that foe_foe (pop! pop!)
f_ck that, yeah im toting on that “g_9”
shoot him once, yeah i’ll make his ass rewind
[verse 2: murdakami]
them n_ggas’ some pups, yeah they not no d_mn canines
he try to talk down, yeah that n_gga get shot in his spine
asking me why i took your b_tch? n_gga she’s mine
feeling like a young thug im finna’ go commit a crime
tired of broke n_ggas’ saying that it’s their time
saying that he punched up my mans’, he gotta’ pay the price
spray down the car, after that i go to pray to christ
you a lil’ dirty ass n_gga, yeah you got lice
n_gga want 10 bands off of just rolling dice
i know you see the shoes, my n_gga yeah i know they nice
got a asian b_tch, yeah she cooking me beans and rice
how the f_ck you gon’ yell at me when you know im right?
n_gga said he was gon’ catch me lacking, you better think twice
n_gga want to talk down on me, so we spinning on bikes
(n_gga want to talk down on me, so we spinning on bikes)
[verse 3: dwillspazzout]
yeah they see i get money, but they don’t like it
n_ggas’ broke as h_ll tryna’ rob, like “why is you triflin’?”
bum_ass n_gga ask for money “why is you triflin’?”
me and bro boutta’ go up, no you cannot come
when they was making fun of me, it was all fun
but now you think it’s cool, h_ll nah you a f_ckin’ bum
[verse 4: murdakami]
yeah lil’ n_gga you a muhf_ckin’ bum_b_tch
pull up on yo’ block, h_ll yeah i got a f_ckin’ stick
and if you think im playin’ n_gga i got an ak
rapid bullets, so you know that sh_t gon’ f_ckin’ spray
and if the cops pull up, imma’ throw the switch
and i don’t wanna’ talk to you, cuz’ yous’ a f_ckin’ b_tch
but i don’t care, cuz’ imma’ still f_ck up on yo’ b_tch
walk up inna’ mall, yo’ b_tch ask me for a f_ckin’ kiss
but im not fin’ do dat’ cuz’ that b_tch f_ckin’ dirty
last time i seen you, i had you runnin’ like you was inna’ hurry
ak47 sh_t, n_gga, stupid b_tch!
uuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaahhhaaaaahbuuthuubutbhhuuuaaayyaaaaaa bup uhhh
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