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enphamus – west coast freestyle كلمات اغاني

[intro:]
uh
[?] on the track, ayy
_whistle_
uh

[verse:]
i ain’t blood, but a blood b_tch was spillin’ blood for me
i done gave her 42, for whoever dubbed for me
i been ridin’ wit’ arms, reach and get a hug from it
if you was dyin’ on life support, you could get unplugged from it
laid his ass but got to switchin’ when i do his ass like grandma did
speakin’ on jb, you must not know i come from grandma wig
i was at the do’ when y’all was searchin’, b_tch, i never hid
n_ggas talm’bout smoke, but they ain’t croak, you n_ggas smokin’ mid
[?] like two of ya, hope you understood it
somewhere g jumpin’ like the cutlass in the hood is
fightin’ through his place, makin’ explosions where the wood is
got ’em doin’ bad, ’cause they be overlook my goodness
barack obama wit’ the .44 bulldog
get away wit’ murder, n_ggas tellin’, b_tch, they fooled y’all
hop out bussin’, lead ’em, car ridin’, n_ggas schooled y’all
spinnin’ ’till they move, we the mothaf_ckin’ u_haul
she look at me like, “why you f_ck me like that?”
b_tch, i’ma gangster, paranoia got me clutchin’ my strap
don’t give a f_ck if you can’t breathe, have an asthma attack
baby suckin’, made me jump up like a panic attack
uh_huh
trap still jumpin’, guns still bussin’
switchblade, switch stays, me and coco still huntin’
caught a plug, he in cuba, he put coco in the luggage
send it to the edge of florida, we gon’ pick it up and cut it, uh_huh
n_ggas said they servin’, they must work at hooters
if my car break down, i’m gon’ spin him on a scooter
i’m havin’ real exotic bags, this sh_t smell like manure
i’m talm’bout higher than the earth, this sh_t will have yo’ ass on jupiter
i’m tutorin’ tutorers, easy like it’s lube in her
keys like a computer, she done set up, i’ma shoot at her
f_ck her from the side, she feel me rubbin’ on her uterus
i wouldn’t f_ck you good if my body count wasn’t numerous
i’m sorry
i’m that n_gga when i walk into the party, yeah right
ain’t sh_t changin’, the same spot wit’ straps every night
n_ggas b_tches, i’ont believe ’em, got a p_ssy, hairy dyk_
ye’ain’t got yo’ own change of clothes, n_ggas sharin’ lives
[outro:]
uh, uh, uh, right
bwop

- enphamus

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