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fyb j mane - chiraq to dallas كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
hah
ay, big fyb b_tch
ay, ay, ay, gang gang gang gang gang gang gang
ay ay ay ay gang gang gang ay b_tch

[hook]
i moved chiraq straight to dallas n_ggas know i’m [tatted?] up
what you is? what you claim? p_ssy n_ggas throw it up
n_ggas know its duck the world, tell my homie throw it up
man somebody get this b_tch, on my d_ck she throwing up

[verse 1]
ay, i’m a trappin’ ass n_gga, you a cappin’ ass n_gga, ol’ rappin’ ass n_gga
we are not the same n_gga, i rock two chains n_gga, you a f_ckin’ lame n_gga
ay, you say you getting money cut it out
ay, just dropped a four up in my 20_ounce
living good, eating good, sh_t i can’t pr_nounce
n_ggas looking for me, b_tch you better make it count
gotta make it count, gotta make it happen
’cause all my n_ggas in the field and this b_tch cracking
yea this b_tch bussin’, and these hoes f_ckin’
kick the b_tch up out the booth if she ain’t tryna suck it
ay, smoking dead opps, smell it through the photo op
you can try to run red dot at your thinking cap
b_tch i’m really 63rd it’s not no f_ckin’ rap
ay, big ass .762 bullets make ’em take a nap
ay, he get over clapped, n_ggas over cap
i be over strapped, draco with the shoulder strap
long live duck, b_tch he put us on the map
now i’m eating sugar steak remember eating scr_ps
[hook]
i moved chiraq straight to dallas n_ggas know i’m [tatted?] up
what you is? what you claim? p_ssy n_ggas throw it up
n_ggas know its duck the world, tell my homie throw it up
man somebody get this b_tch, on my d_ck she throwing up

[verse 2]
red beam on your nose bullets hit your chin
i dare a n_gga try to slide he won’t slide again
f_ck them p_ssy n_ggas cross me i don’t need friends
as soon as i get to h_ll i’m k!lling von again
ooh, they like “d_mn why he say that?”
ask about j mane, word around he don’t play that
i’m the type of n_gga shoot up where your momma lay at
big bdk it’s f_ck the opps forever let ’em know that
i gotta let ’em know it, pistol i’ma show it
d’ussé i’ma pour it, not a rapper i’ma poet
they like j mane calm down, i’ma turn it up
feeling like i’m giannis know i’m getting to them bucks

- fyb j mane

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