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fat trel – militant crazy كلمات اغاني

[intro]
and i will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger
those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers
and you will know my name is the lord
when i lay my vengeance upon thee
you know
(mama, kasaun at it again)
sh-t, i’m gon’ hate you, sh-t, i’m gon’ love you, man

[chorus]
feeling like lebron with a vicious arm
finna throw a bomb when i’m on the beach
last n-gg- tried really lost his life
left a n-gg- dead middle of the street
i’m never scared, ride with that lead
you can tell the feds they can come and see
two to the head, ain’t aiming for legs
can’t blame that lil’ n-gg- for using his feet, uh
your b-tch a geeker, uh
she see this d-ck, say she need it, uh, uh
i can’t believe it, uh
i caught the case, i’ma beat it, uh, uh
d-mn, that b-tch tweakin’, uh
i got that booty, she need it, uh, uh
paraplegic, uh
i got that wheels, i’m givin’ ’em deals for real

[verse 1]
i’m with my africans, we shipping packages
i got my savages out on the street
i know my oppers ain’t getting no dollars
i know they just pray they don’t run into me
i just did eighty, that new white mercedes
get out of my way, i’m just feeding the street
i got some problems, some youngins with choppers
and they doin’ sh-t that you see on tv
when i pull up with the strap out, pull the mac out
n-gg- stop pullin’ packs out, give me stacks ’bout
i done did a lot of sh-t n-gg-s can’t rap ’bout
if i black out, i’ma f-ck around, pull a mac out
max out on a p-ssy -ss n-gg-
i was never playin’ with a p-ssy -ss n-gg-
what the f-ck you n-gg-s sayin’ to them p-ssy -ss n-gg-s?
i ain’t never shook hands with them p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
i ain’t never get a xan from them p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
and them n-gg-s never slide, i ain’t think it was an issue
and i’m riding with official with a real rich b-tch
i just wanna get high, she just wanna get d-ck
they just wanna get fly, she just wanna get rich
i just wanna get by, i just wanna sell a brick
got a switch on my side, on my left is a glick
i been home for a year, i’m already feeling rich

[verse 2]
i’m with my mexican, we like to flex again
i got that estrogen and on the street
i can move medicine, leaving no evidence
i got the baddest, she get it from me
i ask my b-tch, “little b-tch, what’s your measurements?
i just bought you some chanel in a week”
i bought you gucci, lil’ b-tch, you on fleek
you gon’ come f-ck me and you gon’ repeat, greet
she call my clique the lil’ crazy gang
them little n-gg-s is shady, man
i checked my wrist, that sh-t crazy, man
still can’t believe them folks pay me, man
it’s 8 in the morning, i’m still on strip
i got some blow and a glick in my d-ck
i hit the show and your b-tch on my d-ck (mwah)
she just wan’ s-x the rolex on my wrist
but f-ck it, i’m thuggin’, i got it from nothin’
my n-gg- like gotti, he slidin’ for nothin’
i’m in the streets, i ain’t hiding from nothing
n-gg-s, they with me, they dying for nothing
my n-gg-s is militant, crazy
count these ten-eighty babies
the kitchen, i’m whipping the babies
it’s like it’s the 80s, baby

- fat trel

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