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grip – intro كلمات اغاني

[intro]
uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, look

[verse]
n_ggas scary, got ’em parryin’
gripper, man, this sh_t ain’t really fair, you took it there again
heavy is the crown, sh_t i’m wearing it with arrogance
you say i remind you of who? the comparison’s embarassin’
i’m–, look, i done seen n_ggas come up, i done seen ’em plummet
i done seen n_ggas catch a bullet ‘fore they reach the summit
seen rappers claim they from that zone
and n_ggas from that hood sayin’ they can’t come back home
and if you do, yo chain, yo watch, n_gga run that, homes
oh well, he should’ve never left his gun at home
that’s why no matter a n_gga whereabouts, that .30 on me
n_ggas round my way, can’t wait to air you out like dirty laundry
they did my n_gga, sm00vе so queasy, that sh_t hurt, it haunts me
i’m screamin’, “free my cousin, yam,” d_mn, word to auntiе
i remember days we were broke as f_ck
and posted up in them extended stays
rock one pair of jeans so many times, i made the denim fade
started putting pen to page, takin’ chances for some winnin’ plays
lord, forgive me for my sinnin’ ways
in the bars, mma, they got em amazed
shady records, b_tch, i’m rollin’ with the renegades
still gon’ mix the henny with the lemonade
n_ggas still afraid, n_ggas been afraid
and i’m still posted on columbia, totin’ sh_t to tumble ya
i told ya, it’s the jungle, huh, still
feel like i got everythin’ to prove and they still
feel a way they never see me lose, n_gga, still
spit for n_ggas huggin’ the block, n_gga, still
still don’t got no love for a opp’, n_gga, still
feel like i got everything to prove, n_gga, still
feel a way they never see me lose, n_gga, still
spit for n_ggas huggin’ the block, n_gga, still
still don’t got no love for a opp’
i got hoes from my past that wanna be seen
snakes slitherin’ in high grass, they runnin’ the scheme
i ain’t let nothin’ bypass or come in between
and now it’s lookin’ thigh pads is under the jeans, jeez
hah, these n_ggas my son and that ain’t a term of endearment
n_ggas threw dirt at me, i still grew vertically
i know it hurt ’em to hear it
f_ck all the courtesy, i need a thirty piece or it ain’t worth an appearance
the hoes that was curvin’ me hit me up urgently ’cause of the german i’m steerin’
i made my passion my purpose, these n_ggas cap in they verses
buddy ain’t ’bout that sh_t and he nervous
idft was just scratchin’ the surface
sh_t a classic, but rap ain’t deserved it
got my feet planted flat on the pavement
still that n_gga that rapped in the bas_m_nt
guess i gotta go back to the basics

- grip

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