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goldenboy countup - tables turn كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
golden
hakuna matata my baby, i’m that muhf_ckin’ n_gga
forreal though, this the gutta n_gga
uhh, aye
gangsta’ sh_t n_gga
some’ for the gangsta’ n_ggas to ride to
aye, countup, n_gga aye, aye

[verse 1]
n_gga i was 10, writing raps on a turn table
watch the hotboys, knew one day i get my turn later
daddy ain’ around, i told momma, “it get greater later.”
me and my uncle jeezy, we was outside, we ain’ play to save her
uma cook this dope, sell these p’s and uma sell these pills
man of the house, 16, gotta pay the bills
everytime i think about lil mike, it just give chills
everytimе i think about that night, i just shed tears
ain no washer and dryеr, n_gga we goin to the laundromat
right there in the streets, b_tch i’m leaving you where i found you at
golden you a different type of n_gga, where they found you at?
in the chicken coop, with them chickens where they found ’em at
[interlude 1]
golden n_gga
hakuna matata my baby, i’m that muhf_ckin’ n_gga
i’m the voice of the muhf_ckin’… of the hoods n_gga
the traps n_gga, the streets n_ggas
them raw b_tches, them street n_ggas

[verse 2]
golden teach them n_ggas bout them p’s and how to save money
jit, you betta listen to a n_gga dat really made money
if you puttin’ in dat extra work then yo raise comin’
jit you betta learn to respect yo elders, boy yo days comin’
what the f_ck, i just watched a preacher do a line of coke
i just smoked some za wit’ the deacon, he use to sell dope
my millionaire friends, clean that dirty money up wit’ soap
my plug he from rona, he the bishop so we call him pope
she use to be a bad ass b_tch, now she a powder head
that sh_t be in yuh genes that’s the reason that her father dead
that n_gga went done wit’ fifty keys, how he out the feds?
golden, he was really off the porch, they wasn’t out the bed
she gone treat a random n_gga good but f_ck her babydaddy
she was laughin’ at my michael kors like it wouldn’t patek
golden treat them junkies real good, my uncle was addict
“cuh where the f_ck you put the p’s?”, them b_tches in the attic!

[interlude 2]
hakuna matata my baby, i’m that muhf_ckin’ n_gga
i’m the voice of the streets, voice of the traps
i’m the one that make them n_gga go grab that fork, put that b_tch in a bowl, grab that p, put that b_tch on a triple beam scale and bust it down n_gga
[verse 3]
i just dropped down, to my knees and went to thankin’ god
my lil b_tch made a hunnid g’s, she been doin’ fraud
golden from the d, how the f_ck he met that n_gga rod?
golden in the streets, in the trap, n_gga i’m like a god
n_gga, you ain’ talkin’ ’bout dat sack, end of conversation
b_tch if he want to see the boss, make a reservation
dawg made a signal to the judge, he a free mason
jit you wanna be a rich n_gga, you gotta have patience

- goldenboy countup

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