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fmb dz - with a bang كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(it’s hokatiwi)

[verse 1: fmb dz]
pull up with my ar_15, spittin’ sh_lls out it
amiri everything, never catch me in no bell_bottoms
carti’ watch thirty thou’, my b_tch rollie another thirty
pour me up, hurry up, i like my sh_t extra dirty
brodie got a two_tone brick, that’s another birdy
everywhere i go, i keep stick, i hope them n_ggas heard me
s_class, big body, n_ggas don’t know sh_t ’bout it
my young n_ggas back to back in strikers, doin’ hits out ’em
backwoods filled with cry baby make my eyes water
all you see is foreigns back to back, we don’t ride chargers
lot of fake sh_t been goin’ on, i’m beyond tired
way before a n_gga met ghazi, i had an empire
i’ve been gettin’ blowed all day, i can’t get no higher
give me ten thousand, well, don’t put my face on no flyer
real n_gga, certified, tell me when i ever lied
stop me when i tell a fib, i talk ’bout sh_t i really did
twenty thousand in my nike tech, got more than [?][0:47]
i don’t want some n_ggas on the way, it is what it is
unc’ got a n_gga in the gym, i been getting big
it’s a glock on every n_gga waist, we don’t do the sigs
send a n_gga to a better place, won’t make it to the [?][0:58]
hit him in his head, chest, leg, leg, chest, head
still see red, boot me up, bring me more meds
i’m so deep in, i made a hundred last weekend
[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
i got toolie on me now, in two pockets, that’s a forty
another forty in my bag next to the drac’ when i’m recording
i’m rich now, so many hoes be tryna f_ck, i feel important
man, you the type of n_gga tell my b_tch on me, your name maury
[?][1:15] two choppers in the back, who you think drivin’?
y’all want us ’cause we the ones who gettin’ out and get it poppin’
the other day, i almost popped one of my fans, forgot i’m poppin’
man, i told brodie, “touch the food,” he cook better than my mama
man, boss n_gga, never caught me hangin’ with no soft n_ggas
to keep it real, we get back whenever we lost n_ggas
when n_ggas die, n_ggas get get_back, n_ggas die again, that’s how it is
and we done did so much to n_ggas, i know they want revenge
[?] he knew my ass since i was a kid
just ask the hood, we was poppin’ out with glocks, not no sigs
[?] neck froze, he just got his chain from out the fridge
man, you a lame, you the type of n_gga tell when you do the same thing

[verse 3: sk!lla baby]
i just f_cked two p_ssy n_ggas up, i’m a cheater
i got ten for any n_gga bust a certified tweaker
how they know i’ll get a n_gga smoked? my demeanor
slid on ’em n_ggas in the m8, that’s a beamer (huh?)
my life a movie, i belong on netflix
tried to hit a n_gga with my best switch in the x6
heard dog was in the field, okay, catch this (okay, catch this)
i brought the ar, not the drac’, it got less kick (baow)
i’m the type of n_gga come outside when it’s beef
in the 580 gettin’ a massage from the seats (seats)
i’m in the trenches everyday, i got linemen with me
in the striker, tryna put n_ggas on crime in the d (huh?)

- fmb dz

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