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f.o.o.l – smoke city كلمات اغاني

all you rappers get of my line

your hippie sh_t has been bothering my hateful vibe
when i meditate all i hear is you n_ggas crying bout some b_tches my boys f_cked last night
for the culture
they know i’m ruthless, i try to keep it inside
sh_t
i got the rutger, the glocky stays locked in my whip

i call her toothless because she give me the gummy
with no t__th, i love a bad girl that sucks good d_ck
coke dreams of a new sitch
post news coitus, gold leaf on some new chick
hold these
here’s a couple lines you could use b_tch
i smoke trees just to get my mind of the nuisance
i woke pleased, but had you sour limes spoil the movement
and if i see another rainbow coloured f_ck i’ll shoot him (f_ck 69)
use his hair to make a couple ties and f_ck his rude b_tch
then hang up on the hoe when she calls me for that new d_ck

i’m too sick
here’s where you insert corona lines
i already avoiding all you n_ggas so i’m sorta fine
kinda miss the missus but she left me so them hoes is fine
especially when them hoes is fine

it’s impossible they think they my equals or peers

oh my god im sick of it here
it’s amusing you think i’m using any of your viewers
i’m proving that there’s nothing to it, abusing all you lucky druids

confusing there’s no lucky to it, i’m booling in your block, i’m too lit

i’m booling in your block, i’m too lit

f_ck your tulips, your b_tch let me come on two lips
after that your sister still sucked me for pure influence
i think it’s rude of your momma to interrupt just to view it
then join i, while your pops stayed there, cuckolded, sh_t i’m too sick
i’m k!lling all you of n_ggas for bacon eggers, your useless

this song is in no way an ad for mcdonald’s right

this lunch is brought to you by the dollar menu, surprise

my family some serious individuals , i’m they pride
that’s why i’m notified every time they need homicides
that’s why you fall and die while your people stand for a ride
i had to rob your ice, your b_tch let me just come inside
you had to call the cops as if twelvy be on your side
or they is, but there wasn’t no witnesses on your side

i’m the f_cking n_gga
all you runners ask for smoke, but don’t ever deliver
it’s whenever the weather blessed you don’t seem to wither
in smoke city, that rain and shine, in powder we don’t shiver
it’s power we don’t give up
see i live through the hiccups
i’m a sicker n_gga, every word is simply iller
and my squad o’ k!llers gon sic semper
my sick temper, instruct em, like i’m tyrannical n_gga
this brute strengthened

- f o o l

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