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foreverhardy - 60 seconds كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: foreverhardy]
yeah, stop talkin’ ’bout that bag, n_gga, your grass weak
i’m the teacher of the class, and we don’t pass heats
v said she need a perc’, it’s been a bad week
lil’ n_gga happy as h_ll in that striker down that sad street
free my n_ggas in the jail and r.i.p. my n_ggas in the casket
392 on the side, on the back, it’s no badge
why you talkin’ to the feds, creatin’ bad habits?
b_tton on the back of the glock, it’s like a fast gadget
too many hoes in the club, i’m finna throw a beauty paegant
try and run up, get your ass blew in high fashion
b_tch drunk off some hard, i think the mike grabbed her
my n_gga pray on demons when you sleep, call the night pastors
stop talkin’ ’bout we beefin’, i can’t fight casper
b_tches always get to tweakin’ the night after
n_ggas talkin’ ’bout some likes, i told ’em hide the captions

[interlude: foreverhardy]
man
yop
yop

[verse 2: foreverhardy]
f_ck is you talkin’ ’bout, n_gga?
i can’t hear no lil’ sh_t ’cause the bass gettin’ bigger
b_tch pretty as h_ll and her waist gettin’ thicker
a thousand miles on that road’ll have your pockets gettin’ richer
she in here on her knees and you kissed her?
i’m finna hit ponderosa and get a steak dinner
fourth quarter, losin’_ass n_gga, hate winners
in the striker, no plates, slide down the state, n_gga
ooh, sh_t, we in a race, n_gga
this n_gga try me, i swear to god, he gon’ lose his face with it
the feds take your ass in that crib, they gon’ try to build a case, n_gga
i thank god every day they ain’t take a n_gga
[verse 3: babyfxce e]
yeah, i just left the plug crib, meet me in a minute
posted on the northside, knee_deep in the trenches
they told me stop hittin’ it raw, but i just didn’t listen
three thousand for a fold, man, that sh_t expensive
little b_tch keep her mouth open like we at the dentist
glock 40 poppin’ like grease, get him out the kitchen
chop in my front seat f_ckin’ up my stitching
flash from the arp f_ckin’ up my vision
and i’m an srt
arp with the brrr, this an frt
we shoot the bl!cks while we drivin’ just to test our heat
and still’ll jump a n_gga just because just to test our feet, d_mn
don’t gotta worry about goin’ broke no more, b_tch, i made it out
got h_lla guns, if one get to trippin’, just go trade it out
tryna make five off a ‘bow? break it down
this b_tch so bad, i don’t know if i’ma take it out
already know your ass a b_tch, bro, don’t fake it now
don’t try to come in here with all them sticks, we gon’ shake you down
they ain’t f_ck with me for real, they just fake it now
i told her, “i can only give you d_ck, i can’t take you out”

- foreverhardy

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