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g.t. – these niggas sick كلمات اغاني

[intro: g.t.]
i feel it, n_ggas’ energy, they sick and they can’t take it
they liked me better when i was f_cked up, trappin’ in the vacant
d_mn, real
ayy, yeah

[chorus: g.t.]
these n_ggas sick (let’s go), i can feel it in they energy
i got so much f_ckin’ jewelry on, feel like it’s ten of me (feel like it’s ten of me)
n_ggas get to talkin’ ’bout they money, that sh_t k!llin’ me
it’s crazy how that money made my friends turn to enemies

[verse 1: g.t.]
i’m lit up like a christmas tree, clothes came from italy
i hit her, now she history, i blocked her, she can’t mention me (come on)
you lookin’ for g.t., i’m where the rovers, benz, and bentley be (skrrt)
i pulled up in a maybach, my b_tch pulled up in b&g
quit with all that muggin’ ’cause we quick to get it poppin’
pockets stuffed like christmas stockings, watch me take off like a rocket (yoom)
i always see you in the club, not at the bank, make a deposit (i don’t)
we walked in, n_ggas got quiet, we treat beef like red robin
amiri to the floor, i remember it was robin
and all my best friends either k!llers or the robbers
we got that sh_t from our pops and uncles, b_tch, we got it honest
i made two hundred bands in my top tens like yb [?][0:55]
[chorus: g.t.]
these n_ggas sick (young boys, n_gga), i can feel it in they energy
i got so much f_ckin’ jewelry on, feel like it’s ten of me (for real, ayy)
n_ggas get to talkin’ ’bout they money, that sh_t k!llin’ me
it’s crazy how that money made my friends turn to enemies

[verse 2: g.t.]
yeah, yeah, yeah, n_gga, ayy, n_gga, we gettin’ money, blow it, f_ck it
n_gga, i got three prezis, today i wore the white one, i trumped it
we get bands like we walk around with a trumpet
and if you ever see me with a rat, b_tch, you know she stuffin’
if rap fail, i’m on the first one back to kentucky
told them boys i’m only f_ckin’ with bully, i don’t want no more husky
rose gold (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah), you know she blushin’
b_tch, i move the bag with my feet up, i don’t do no rushin’
you hear that sound? that’s n_ggas’ rollie tickin’, they do too much frontin’
for that chicken, n_ggas go the distance, gun you down in public
save your money, boy, don’t be no dummy and crash out
that’s probably why these n_ggas always bluffin’, heard they ass out

[chorus: g.t.]
these n_ggas sick (yeah), i can feel it in they energy (feel it)
i got so much f_ckin’ jewelry on, feel like it’s ten of me (feel like it’s ten of me)
n_ggas get to talkin’ ’bout they money, that sh_t k!llin’ me
it’s crazy how that money made my friends turn to enemies
these n_ggas sick (n_ggas sick, n_gga), i can feel it in they energy (yeah, feel it)
i got so much f_ckin’ jewelry on, feel like it’s ten of me (feel like it’s ten of me)
n_ggas get to talkin’ ’bout they money, that sh_t k!llin’ me
it’s crazy how that money made my friends turn to enemies (flygod)
[outro: westside gunn]
ayo, doo_doo
how the f_ck you got more money than your big homie, n_gga?
f_ck you got more money than your big homie, n_gga?
that sh_t don’t f_ckin’ add up (uh_uh)
i been gettin’ money since the ’90s (yeah)
two bids later, came home richer than all you f_ck n_ggas (yeah)
when bmf was poppin’ bottles, i was poppin’ bottles, n_gga
i don’t give a f_ck, listen
yeah
you can hate all you want, i’m readin’ them comments from a pj, though, n_gga
f_ck y’all n_ggas, man, f_ck y’all n_ggas
i eat sh_t, drink sh_t y’all n_ggas’ll never taste
that buffalo to detroit sh_t, n_gga
ah

- g t

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