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guapo nfl - psa كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
why you always on the net and talking crazy, what’s up
your baddest b_tch, i wouldn’t hit, she gotta pay me to f_ck
nah matter of fact, f_ck that, she couldn’t pay me enough
i think he beat his b_tch again, she lost her baby, what’s up
he thought that diss was tough, i heard that sh_t and said, what the f_ck?
n_gga flexing last week’s paycheck, and claim that he up
n_gga scared to run the ones, he know i’m breaking him up
he got that lil’ ass gun, we got the drac’ in the cut
that boy like 20 f_cking minors, n_gga’s crazy as f_ck
and you keep talking about my checks, you know they wavy as f_ck
you know this city not jackin’ you all they playing is us

[bridge]
(that sound like extortion)
(that’s what you call it)
(n_gga that’s what it is, f_ck you talkin’ about)
(i call it, capitalism)

[verse 2]
n_ggas know i play for keeps in this sh_t
like some street cleaner, spin through and start sweeping the strip
n_gga think he lit, he went to jail for beating a b_tch
and for shooting and not hitting sh_t, he weak in this b_tch
if i wanted to, i’d really spend a week in this b_tch
see me as competition, but it’s me versus me in this sh_t
and he got three million views off tiktok, no one streaming his sh_t
and i had love for them n_ggas, but my heart got anemic and sh_t
them n_ggas wanted smoke, i had to blow some steam in this sh_t
after this diss, they gon’ write down, it’s too late if you reading this sh_t
bro got the g’s, arps, and 223s in this sh_t
this n_gga mad that i f_cked his ex, shoulda had her eating the d_ck
i had to wake these n_ggas up, look like they sleeping and sh_t
and when i see him, i’ma beat him how he beating his b_tch
should’ve known i’m not the one to f_ck with
you not bout your paper n_gga, your ass be on dumb sh_t
better watch where you come around, you not valid in my function
if the guys see him walk inside the spot, then we gon’ jump him
if we notice that he reaching in a f_nny, we gon’ dump him
you was locked up, bro had your shorty blowing like a trumpet
i be rolling up the liam, but the yampi still be bussin’
why these n_ggas broke and tryna beef, this sh_t disgusting
you say my name and that’s what’s up, it’s stuck and no adjusting
and that chain you rock fugazi n_gga, sh_t look like it’s rusting
[bridge]
and the only time i talk is on the beat, ain’t no discussion
if you move the wrong way, bro on the left, already clutching
n_ggas try to ride my wave, but they just came, them n_ggas sunken
n_ggas try to flex a couple hundred, but i guess it’s something
d_mn near the whole gang, hit that b_tch that you was cuffing
it don’t matter where we going, though, we gotta bring the guns in
n_ggas know i’m one_on_one, sh_t got me feeling like i’m brunson
it don’t matter what you say you did, you ain’t amount to nothing

- guapo nfl

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