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enphamus - bite the dust كلمات الأغنية

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[intro:]
yeah!

[chorus:]
i tell that boy to (mm, mm, mm) n_gga, bite the dust
driveby’s, we hangin’ out that window, know who slide the truck
spin, spin, i know he in the city, b_tch, let’s shoot it up
f_ck that baby, f_ck that lady, i pray to god his soul i touch
murder murder, k!ll k!ll, masking up we drill drill
this ain’t no og, i’m servin’ [?], this that real deal
adderall’s, eight pills, rp, real pills
hot dreads, dead man, bald heads, dr. phil
i start clutchin’ when they stand, i forget i’m famous
sn_tch this chain off who? i swear to god, b_tch you gon’ meet yo’ maker
[?] and my momma, they been prayin’, i control my anger
know i keep this gen. 5 on my hip like i’m a texas ranger
[verse:]
b_tch, i be with members, why the f_ck you think i’m droppin’ bangers?
b_tch, them boys ain’t drillas, they not k!llas, they just entertainers
hollow through his face, we leave him patched up like an oakland raider
you n_ggas ain’t trappin’, i been servin’ like a f_ckin’ waiter
uh, uh
i been tryna lock in, i gotta spin by myself ’cause [?] in the pen
i’m out here rollin’ off l’s, and that was my teachers and coaches, didn’t want me to win
i feel outta’ my skin, i feel outta’ my body, yeah, it ain’t makin’ sense
i feel outta’ my mind, just tryna’ see who the slimes just to pay off the rent
my shootas shoot shootas, smack steppers, ar came wit’ b00bies
he tend her, i blend her, he beat her, we can’t share that coochie
i do it, they do it, real steppas, i make gang music
whack talk, drill talk, opp talk, b_tch i’m so [?]

[chorus:]
i tell that boy to (mm, mm, mm) n_gga, bite the dust
driveby’s, we hangin’ out that window, know who slide the truck
spin, spin, i know he in the city, b_tch, let’s shoot it up
f_ck that baby, f_ck that lady, i pray to god his soul i touch
murder murder, k!ll k!ll, masking up we drill drill
this ain’t no og, i’m servin’ [?], this that real deal
adderall’s, eight pills, rp, real pills
hot dreads, dead man, bald heads, dr. phil
i start clutchin’ when they stand, i forget i’m famous
sn_tch this chain off who? i swear to god, b_tch you gon’ meet yo’ maker
[?] and my momma, they been prayin’, i control my anger
know i keep this gen. 5 on my hip like i’m a texas ranger
[chorus 2:]
b_tch, don’t make me psych out ‘fore i switch my fire and come through boomin’
he not trigger happy, use his fingers for his d_mn computer
type of sh_t we do if you done seen, it’s like a f_ckin’ movie
n_ggas see my motion, tryna’ cl!ck up like some f_ckin’ groupies

[outro:]
on gang!
aye

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