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fatjahk tgl - it's regular كلمات أغنية

[intro:]

cripstreet n_gga on hoodstas free da homies n_gga naybahood

[verse 1:]

i bash tramps and etcetera
the slobs, weaksanes is boof, f_ggots get no head up
whole clip knock a n_gga noodles put that vest up
jahk snitchin you trippin the mans got you
the one shot trippin the tramp slippin he got him
real crip business i bouncin out of the [?]
everybody hood day im trippin on anybody
hoochies lyin talkin bout they hangin out

[verse 2:]

fruittruck murder
the girlies never be hangin out
the flowers think the trippin grab the pots cuz they water down
[?] my whole hood with the bouncin out
shooter from my section i ain’t bussin for no f_ckin clout
snot n_ggas bullsh_t way in gardena
bro you say yo name k!lla and but came bussin out
n_gga this the gang where we really bash sways
i’ll knock a b_tt down and k!lla twanc the same day
tryna press da hood blank so im dirtrocc k
and when i catch a von n_gga imma make him do a backflip
bubblegum n_ggas gettin popped like a [?]
pull up on a fake he gettin smashed like a bug quick
[verse 3]

4.30 stick finna slide through the nasties
bouncin out the coup finna k!ll all the maggots
only thing is i got some pies in the back b_tch
where the [?] at man them n_ggas hit the back fence
houseshoe bashin cuz them n_ggas on some [?] sh_t
pull up at [?] slapp the strip up out the plastic
free yt that boy was flockin out the mansion
yall park bullsh_t man that sh_t dont get jurassic
the 8 got sticks on my momma they be trampin
slide through his funeral and flip him out the casket
man you know gang on some k!ll all the opps sh_t
40 got extension so we call that thang a mob stick
free k9 that boy down for some hot sh_t
pulled up on me but im still on the same block
and drive tryna park so we called that thing a pitstop
n_gga turned on me sp he had to catch 6 shots
jahk a stain n_gga remember the name n_gga
if meech dont got it you know imma flame n_ggas
crazyowe with me so its 8 to the bay
i catch a flea n_gga f_ck a fade pull the thang
dead flag murder i really hate stains
to make a n_gga down i put a loser in the grave
free yt free k!lla free da gang
she ask me whats my name
b_tch for you its no stains
[bridge:]

im nine fingers up for these motherf_ckin hoochies
any thing with a h no passes f_ck hoochies
sweater gucci, louie i done threw away the [?]
clips like a movie [?]
all red beam sippin lean it got me woosie
and its rollin till they fill me up with lead b_tch
double back you better make sure that im dead b_tch
cuz if im not then imma f_ck around and shread sh_t
you better k!ll em i ain’t f_ckin with no leg hits
it shoots fast so we call that thing a speed stick
it sound fun so we shoot to make bleed b_tch
ay when n_ggas see the tech thats when the runnin gon come

[verse: 4]

so i bounced out on him sending shots up out the drum
imma let that thang ring till they callin out for help
imma flashy individual i could it with no wealth
and the 40 gotta a 30 that will make his face melt
b_tch it lauren on the draws
and its gucci on the belt
ain’t n0body there for you while you sittin in cell
and when a n_gga bounce out everything top shelf
the bubbles callin on the hoochies cuz them n_ggas need help
b_tch im full flesh gas so i know im going to h_ll
anything lost my n_ggas missing need to [?]
watched the whole hood d_mn there blowers off is 1 pass
f_ckin with some t hats
n_gga we ain’t feelin that
hey there f_ck n_gga squeak where that gun at
that n_gga got sn_tched for them gang tats on his back
any n_gga runnin up on jahk he ain’t runnin back
grxmey locs trippin if you slippin you can’t get a pass
[preoutro:]

f_ck tramps im still gon slide on them n_ggas
im still in the fakes g_slide on them n_ggas
when them n_ggas come back we ain’t hiding from them n_ggas
and im sippin on lean for n_ggas thats sippin beer
i ain’t never jock stains just setting the records here
you know ion give a f_ck a n_gga just stop caring
and when a n_gga was in jail ain’t n0body sitting my hearing
and on god my n_gga its f_ck slobs
catch a starving n_gga trippin im feedin him foe shots
i know the tramp n_ggas mad we takin over they block
chase bags out the back of the jag and k!ll opps
bullsh_t we bout that [?] and no b hats
f_ck it turn around and go again like a rematch
them g’z we dont do that cuz they be on that 3 sh_t
n_gga runnin fast man f_ck it pull the speed stick
40 got a 30 knock a n_gga off his feet sh_t

[outro:]

vermont scared of holly park
come shoot some sh_t

- fatjahk tgl

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