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fxckflav x rogue jay x dre guapo – no hooks كلمات اغاني

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[verse 1: fxckflav]
b-tch i’m a real n-gga, yeah you know i never f-cking fold
while i was out up on a yacht, ya were chillin’ in a boat
diamonds on me and they dance
and they sneezing like a cold
shoot ya mans from head to feet
now he can’t feel his f-ckin’ toes

[verse 2: rogue jay]
and i just gave this b-tch my number
now she won’t leave me alone
these n-ggas wanna be just like me, ya might as well just be my clones
i did this sh-t without no help
i did this sh-t all on my own
and all you n-ggas comin’ out of pocket like a f-ckin’ loan

[verse 3: dre guapo]
n-gga i’m making my c.r.e.a.m
money machine
‘oh he so fresh he so clean’
pull up and f-ck up a scene
b-tches on me, my n-ggas is rollin’ so deep
working so hard, you see that i’m living my dream
i swear that i’m getting no sleep
my money is up, i don’t give a f-ck
we taking all dubs it’s a sweep

[verse 4: fxckflav]
b-tch i’m back from the dead
n-ggas they see me, they holding they bread
bullets be flying they eatin’ the lead
p-ssy be talkin’ opps, but i know they ain’t talkin’ to feds

[verse 5: rogue jay]
f-ckin’ with me, put the dot to your head
been chasing this money, the f-ck is a bed
these n-ggas be cappin’ til’ they end up dead
ain’t worry ’bout sh-t but countin’ up this bread

[verse 6: dre guapo]
it’s that
skinny n-gga that be f-ckin’ ya b-tch
i’m getting the racks
i’m still getting rich
connecting these bars like a st-tch
flow is so hard
harder than mitch with the stick

[verse 7: fxckflav]
b-tch came back with the back
back with the mac
smoking that cookie, i’m smoking that gas
f-ck on ya b-tch and forget ’bout the past
you still gonna live but you know it won’t last
n-ggas be talkin’ i ain’t with the chat
n-ggas be snitchin’ they really some rats
f-ckin’ ya b-tch and the p-ssy was trash
you f-ck with the gang and your body get smashed

[verse 8: rogue jay]
coming crazy like a psycho
getting money’s all that i know
n-gga’s broke they need geico
i give a n-gga shots like lypo
throwin’ out careers like a trash bag
i’m too deadly man i should be out in baghdad
i’m too loyal for these b-tches they can’t match that
don’t leave ya girl around ’cause i’ma smash that

[verse 9: dre guapo]
bullets leave ’em with a shape-up
extendo clip from the waste up
got face shots like some makeup
n-ggas laggin’ on me, like wait up
n-ggas talkin’ that smack, like i won’t hit ’em back
dogs is set to attack
busy gettin’ them racks
them boys -ssed out
start flexing the cash, got the racks out
shawty hit me up, blow her back out
i’m tryna dodge her
i’m tryna act out
but i can’t
money go straight to my hands
asked her if she got a mans
she don’t care, she just wants bands
maybe the grams
it’s just for the low
i can’t really just i’m doin’ it slow
slowly just building and working my dough
ya can just like me and do it for show
(so)

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