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fat pat - category كلمات أغنية

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[verse 1: fat pat]
one thing’s for sure, gotta get my smoke on
pop the trunk, dome light crawlin’ down on chrome
been dragged through society for twenty_six years
seen my ghetto peers locked, mama shed so many tears
highway to h_ll, will it ever end for a brother?
system got us k!llin’ each other, ‘posed to love one another
the game got our minds in a headlock
but in reality, we workin’ for a jail block
ain’t no kin to me, but i intend to see
brighter days where i’m headed, everything copacetic
big bеnz, super leaded as i smash off, see
fat pat own thе place, that’s the way it gotta be
try to see a different level of the game for sure
ain’t too old to learn, so i gotta listen, you know
what i’m sayin’? try to feel me ’cause i’m singin’ the blues
every morning, wakin’ up, seein’ myself on the news

[chorus: dj x.o.]
n_ggas act like hoes, they turn they back on me
half these n_ggas lame, ain’t in my category
push it to the limit, put it all on me
i been goin’ hard since i was more than fourteen
now we started in the trap, now we all over the map (ah)
one man with the strap, make a n_gga back it back (ah)
the way these diamonds lit up make a mad man sicker
same way that surgery make these lil’ hoes thicker
the way i k!ll that cat (uh), it make her throw it back (uh)
i’m tryna run it back (ah), baby, where you at?
finally met her match, i think she grew attached
meet me up in saks, uh, baby, put that lil’ sh_t back
she don’t want her ex no more, we met on fairfax
she got a heart of gold, remind me of my plaques
[verse 2: propain]
yeah
bustdown watches and condos
came a long way from them slum floors
to bein’ known for this green, ballin’ like rondo
mama prayed the same concrete where her son rose
started on the bottom, now he higher than jumpsoles
that’s crazy high, i’m from a block where they don’t make it out
could’ve crashed too, but i went dolph, i took the paper route
then put my partners on, that’s how you circulate the paper ’round
my dog just came home, he eatin’ steak and lob’
like, yeah, this how it’s ‘posed to feel
i doubled down to let ’em know it’s real
ten_hour flight to europe, i’m late, eat two kosher meals
hoggin’ lanes, got the red sw_ngin’ like holyfield
rollie up, diamonds in the sky, they thinkin’ hov is near
trill n_gga, your broad know, that’s why she over here
and pro gon’ let shawty rock the mic without the vocal sk!lls
self_made, no handouts, no brokeish deals
i got this out the mud like a soldier drill, baby, what’s up?

[chorus: dj x.o.]
n_ggas act like hoes, they turn they back on me
half these n_ggas lame, ain’t in my category
push it to the limit, put it all on me
i been goin’ hard since i was more than fourteen
now we started in the trap, now we all over the map (ah)
one man with the strap, make a n_gga back it back (ah)
the way these diamonds lit up make a mad man sicker
same way that surgery make these lil’ hoes thicker
the way i k!ll that cat (uh), it make her throw it back (uh)
i’m tryna run it back (ah), baby, where you at?
finally met her match, i think she grew attached
meet me up in saks, uh, baby, put that lil’ sh_t back
she don’t want her ex no more, we met on fairfax
she got a heart of gold, remind me of my plaques

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