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finesse2tymes ft. b.g. – gangsta vybes (gangstafied) كلمات اغاني

[background chorus]
we gangstafied you should know, you should know, you should know
we gangstafied this is for the real true gangstas

[scalez]

[f2t]
we live in a life of crime (crime), lies (lies) , deceit (deceit), disloyalty (disloyalty)
fake n_ggas f_ck up the streets with all this poison (ayy, this fake sh_t)
anything pop out (what?), motherf_ckers recording it (that’s crazy)
broke b_tches choicy (huh?), d_mn my mama warned me (yeah she told me)
d_mn i should’ve listened (sh_t)
d_mn i should’ve listened (f_ck)
three days ago i found out my young n_gga snitchin’ (that’s crazy)
takin’ care of my kids, baby mama still b_tchin’ (b_tchin’)
broke n_ggas trickin’, spinnin’, fallin’ in their feelings
goin’ head first, purse first, ass last
get the bread first (let me get that)
i’m the boss, i’m the king, i get fed first (me)
you run it up, they lock you up, give you a fed shirt (that’s f_cked up)
that’s how the feds work (that’s how it go)
we in a lose, lose (lose) situation gotta face it (gotta face it)
go get your money (go get it)
you gon’ get caught procrastinatin’ (for real)
you’re playing k!ller, but gon’ get k!lled for perpetratin’ (for real)
i’d body one of these n_ggas, but that’s just too much information (can’t say that)
same gang (same), same n_ggas, same hitters with me (same)
same choppers (choppers) f_ck the feds, got my pistols with me
do a bid (do it), never talk, show your paperwork (shh)
and ‘fore you start beefin’ with a n_gga, get some paper first (get some paper first)
50k on firearms (firearms), million in bond money (in bond money)
don’t give a f_ck about a show (why?), i got the bomb comin’ (i got the bomb comin’)
i’m tryna f_ck megan thee stallion (why?), make her my bottom hoe (make her my bottom hoe)
you need to f_ck with some pimpin’ (some pimpin’)
come hit the lotto hoe (come hit the lotto hoe)
i just landed on the private lear’ jumped in the maybach (jumped in the maybach)
subliminal ass rappers, you don’t like me, n_gga say that
they like he went to the feds and got back out, that n_gga snitchin’
mad, ’cause i got out and ran it up, n_gga, quit b_tchin’ (b_tch ass n_gga)
[b.g.]
ooh, finesse, what’s up, homie?
you know i felt that sh_t all in my soul, man (all in there)
you know real n_ggas do real things, man, these n_ggas ain’t livin’ like us (at all)
look
i went from designer clothes and f_ckin’ hoes (to what?)
to khaki suits, noodles, and rice bowls (uh_huh)
from gettin’ dough and rockin’ shows
to pullin’ my d_ck off pictures of naked hoes (i pulled off)
man, the boy was drove, missed my life on the road
couldn’t complain to my celly (at all), he had life with no parole (parole)
they caught me with a knife, did 30 days in the hole
and on top of that, they sent me into the motherf_ckin’ smooth
my kids were steady growin’ (growin’), hoes steady hoein’ (hoein’)
my n_gga boosie went home, and my dawg was steady blowin’ (blowin’)
my n_gga weezy steady tourin’, but he’s a b_tch and it’s showin’ (showin’)
i’m still a livin’ legend, don’t act like you didn’t know it
but they had my hands tied, caught up on that chain gang
just like on the streets, all through the pen, you know my name rang
my rep’s solid (solid), name good (good)
paper work right, i’m gucci (i’m gucci)
i’ve done it all, you know my life’s a f_ckin’ movie, n_gga

- finesse2tymes ft b g

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