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fifth ave jay - risk takers كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(gra, gra, gra, gra, gra)
gra, gra, gra, gra, gra, gra

[verse]
[?]
what you gon’ do? i been feelin’ like i’m brown, like
now i’m steppin’ with the drip on my crown
now i’m up, what’s the vibe?
they gon’ talk about it and i ain’t hangin’ around, ayy
thrill my wrist seconds, they was in the field, they was puttin’ in pain
one of them days my uncle javon told me, yo, bro, you out sellin’ your lane
can’t chill in no peace, n_ggas get caught like n_ggas on heat, like
can’t play, i can run it, got n_ggas stayin’ on knees
i was so up, i was down, i was broke, like
now i’m feelin’ my hopes, up through the smooth, soon n_gga, i’ll up it
thrill my mother, they said, that’s up
that’s my, that’s my bro to get bail
i know i got him, lil’ n_gga, we raised him h_ll
it’s legit, i was a man
put them n_ggas right up through the h_ll
who the devil like n_gga ain’t raised no hеll?
n_gga ain’t sendin’ no sale
what’s my differеnce, for them n_ggas?
if my bro got it, he gon’ bang i ain’t talkin’, he gon’ take the charge
yeah, i got him for the bail
yo, bro, be home the next day
we ain’t trippin’, n_gga, what’s the vibe? king
for all my risk takers, they was pulling in pain
without your n_gga pulling that pain, big 2 sap can’t show my gang
how many n_ggas got pulled in a blunt?
that’s a n_gga that twerked about 50
last n_gga that twerked about 50
his little ass got pulled in a punt
like rump, like smoke, hook the side, i be high
word to mother, they gon’ die
word to mother, they gon’ die
when they look in my eyes, i’m a demon if i slide, i’m bleeding
like a shot through his head
i have his momma like cryin’ and grievin’
ain’t no time, so come on up on the streets
now i gotta go put on this beat
like, f_ck it, what they gon’ do?
hop out, n_gga, i shoot like that heat
like i’m tylon harrow, i get the shot, fight with that heat
now they say, yo, bro, who them men, they gon’ put me on pleat?
like i’m brawn, on my chain, like it’s eight
do my game, like, oh, bro, what you doin’?
cause i’m like mj, step up the game i got shoes, they aiming to rain
i know a young n_gga pulling that pain
for all my real s_x life, they usually pulling that pain
[outro]
gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang

- fifth ave jay

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