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foolio - ion wanna talk كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(zaytoven)

[verse]
ayy, i don’t even really wanna talk
huh, bibby had died, like two weeks later, lil’ buddy dumb ass got chalked (grrah)
his mama, she all on the news screamin’ and cryin’, it’s 6 block fault (my fault)
ha, belt to ass, ask the opps, we layin’ down law (ha)
lock in the box, 23 my glock
n_gga, get low, everybody gettin’ shot
trust no b_tch, everybody be opps
keep your mouth closed, everybody be cops
keep your mouth closed, everybody be cops (n_ggas tellin’ out this b_tch, man)
huh, trust n0body, everybody be opps (i swear)
n_gga, was just in the county, shackled in pain
was just eatin’ lobster, they got me in chains
they say buddy was dissin’ on me, got put on a tee, he died for fame
n_ggas be groupies, they wanna be gang
catch you a body and then you can hang
shootin’ up houses, boy, that sh_t so lame
go catch you a hat and get you some aim (6)
n_gga, i’m smooth as a fish
sendin’ them shots, won’t miss (grrah, grrah)
boy, you a b_tch
he kept dissin’ on mitch
now his ass made that list
sent me a hit
i might send me a b_tch
that n_gga think with his d_ck (he sweet, n_gga)
ha, and we still post up on the 6
ayy, we get it lit in the bity
they know we runnin’ the city
ayy, ayy, glock 19 with a switchy
told bro slap on a fifty (ayy, ayy)
i might step in a suit, they know i’m standin’ on business (standin’ on business)
we the ones doin’ the k!lling, headshot gang for bibby (brrt, bah)
i could get creeper than creep
make your ass use your feet (skrrt, gone)
pull up, hop out of the jeep
do a f_ck n_gga like leeke (ayy, come here)
steph curry, a thirty, a three
i’m shootin’, not missin’ a beat (not missin’ a beat)
way in miami with my heat
like glue, it’s stickin’ to me (it’s stickin’ to me)
foolio run with them shotters
we could go body for body
k!llin’ a hobby
bruh be booted off molly
n_ggas, they know how we rockin’
i put that on god
boy, you can’t f_ck with my squad
better off playin’ your part
we crackin’ cards
five star, boa, my young n_gga, he doin’ fraud
she give me s_x
make a false move and get wet
big 6, it’s on my neck
give me respect
crackers be trippin’, they say i’m playin’ with fraudulent checks (d_mn)
they say i’m playin’ with fraudulent checks (i need all that, no cap)
6 (ayy)
remember was fightin’ them cases
and we still droppin’ them h’s
these hoes basic
see it, i want it, i take it
opps, they pray i don’t make it
[interlude]
f_ck n_gga (p_ssy_ass n_gga, n_gga, get up with me, n_gga, the big opp, top opp, n_gga, f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?)
i can’t die, n_gga, voodoo on my body
big 6

[verse 2]
get hit with a k
bro in your bushes with dracs
p_ssy boy, you can’t escape
no runnin’ away
get hit all in your face
n_gga, you run, we chase
he did the race
p_ssy, we drillin’ for strap, n_gga, we k!llin’ for dre
watch what you say
chopper sound like 808s (n_gga, no cap)

- foolio

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