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fmb dz - act bad كلمات أغنية

[intro: fmb dz]
they mad at me
wonder why they mad at me
that tool, ’cause they mad at me
know they mad at me
wonder why they mad at me
know they mad at me

[verse 1: fmb dz]
granny asked me what i wanna be, i said, “kingpin”
i be on that make_a_million_dollars_with_your_team sh_t
loyalty is royalty, n_gga, ain’t no ho in me
monkey on my back, can’t let the devil get control of me
sick of all these n_ggas, talkin’ like they b_tches
look at all these b_tches, f_ckin’ like they n_ggas
grew up in the trenches, raised around the k!llers
they had the block jumpin’ three for ten with them nickels
mama wanted me to stay in school to be a good boy
but i had plans of gettin’ rich off them good boys
always down bad, i got a thing, that’s all it took, boy
rerock in the kitchen doin’ his thing, he done cooked, boy
i’ll blow your brains if he don’t play about a book, boy
i’d never run unless i’m dipin’ from the hook, boy
ain’t f_ckin’ with no lame n_gga, turnaround gang, n_gga
i’d blow your brains out if you reach for anything, n_gga
rip uncle mud, sh_t’d never be the same, n_gga
real n_gga blood, phone all through my veins, n_gga
gotta get a mil’ the only thing on my brain, n_gga
if you listen close to my voice, you hear my pain, n_gga
[chorus: fmb dz]
b_tch
new drop off the lot, b_tch, we ain’t that
whole eight, one pop, it sound that bad
r.i.p uncle mud, we gon’ act bad
my n_ggas got it out the mud, so we ain’t that
new drop off the lot, b_tch, we ain’t that
whole eight, one pop, it sound that bad
r.i.p uncle mud, we gon’ act bad
my n_ggas got it out the mud, so we ain’t that
one time for freaky ray, that’s my mud brother

[interlude: uncle muddy]
sip, sippin’ on some, yeah
sippin’ on some (you know i sip that drank for real, n_gga)
you know they call me out the mud, you know i might pull out ten pints out that bag, yeah, and trinket
ain’t sellin’ nothin’

[verse 3: fmb dz]
one time for freaky ray, that’s my mud brother
i’m the type to f_ck your mama, i’m a motherf_cker
big bag down the way, that sh_t real heavy
big dog, i came a long way from gettin’ petty
never did no ho sh_t, my heart wouldn’t let me
i’d rather do a hundred years before i let them stretch me
take them b_tches on the run before i let ’em catch me
starin’ at your b_tch through these bushes, she lookin’ h_lla s_xy
f_cked her and her friend, yeah, i’m too messy
four_five to his head leave him too messy
who stress at all times, b_tch, i’m through jeffin’
face_to_face for now, i’m for them plays, b_tch, i’m through textin’
keep that tool on, i can’t move wrong
i get blues gone, talk on two phones
i keep big guns, i like big drums
they say so much money on the floor i gotta get some
[chorus: fmb dz]
new drop off the lot, b_tch, we ain’t that
whole eight, one pop, it sound that bad
r.i.p uncle mud, we gon’ act bad
my n_ggas got it out the mud, so we ain’t that
new drop off the lot, b_tch, we ain’t that
whole eight, one pop, it sound that bad
r.i.p uncle mud, we gon’ act bad
my n_ggas got it out the mud, so we ain’t that
one time for freaky ray, that’s my mud brother

- fmb dz

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