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foolio - kshordy flow كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(drew made this sh_t motherf_cker)
kshordy flow
n_ggas be lyin’
ayy

[chorus]
i’m sick of these n_ggas, sayin’ they shooters but be lyin’ (but be cap)
i’m sick of these n_ggas, sayin sw_nging but keep dying
all the opps that be at funerals keep on cryin’
lame ass n_ggas keep dissin in raps, i swear to god, it’s deeper than rhymes (deeper than rhymes)
love my gun so much, i swear boy this my bae (this my bae)
what you gon’ do if i call lil’ wav and he come with a drac’
new opp dropped, all of sudden them boys wanna pray
tayvon got hit dead in the head, everytime he walk his bones gon ache (ha)

[verse]
last n_gga died in the field, what he get for dissin on 8? (dissin on 8)
f_ck n_gga dissin’ on bill, we slidin’ and uppin’ the rake (skrrt, bo)
sh_t ain’t sweet we got that low, we know where you stay
i swear will ain’t got no motion, that lil’ f_ck n_gga jus in the way
you know 6, i’m from the bricks (uh), bro in the cut with a switch (rrah)
i call a play its a blitz (bo), glock 45 got kick (45)
shhh, got shot by mitch, still post up in the bricks (in the brick)
your favorite rapper a b_tch, boy, i been goin’ on hits (goin’ on hits)
you ain’t gon’ ride for your dawg, sh_t, you barely gon’ walk (you barely gon’ walk)
what you gonna do, if you brudda get outlined with that chalk
i’ma go to sleep in your grass, i’ma wake up at you house
send 100 shots through your door, soon as a f_ck n_gga try to come out (rrah)
i’m in the cut just like band_aid .762s and ak’s
been off the porch since a baby, might do the race like tay_k
f_ck n_gga you not a threat, big 6 it’s on my neck (6)
fraud i gotta jwet (jwet), n_gga be broke and upset
i’m from the 6, bro, we k!ll all the k!llas
rest up jugg, that 88, boy, you know sh_t get realer (get realer)
your favorite rapper that boy a b_tch, and he got put on the sh_tter (on the sh_tter)
ablock be with the hitters, n_gga know we blow sh_t like whistle
all the opps won’t come outside (n_gga)
felonies, robberies, murder homicide (homicide)
take one of mines, i swear to god, boy, your momma cry
i’m so deep off in these streets, boy, this sh_t suicide (suicide, n_gga)
[chorus]
i’m sick of these n_ggas, sayin’ they shooters but be lyin’ (but be cap)
i’m sick of these n_ggas, sayin sw_nging but keep dying
all the opps that be at funerals keep on cryin’
lame ass n_ggas keep dissin in raps, i swear to god, it’s deeper than rhymes (deeper than rhymes)
love my gun so much, i swear boy this my bae (this my bae)
what you gon’ do if i call lil’ wav and he come with a drac’
new opp dropped, all of sudden them boys wanna pray
tayvon got hit dead in the head, everytime he walk his bones gon ache (ha)

- foolio

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