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hackey og - peelt كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
if you ain’t got a beat from bam
you don’t trap enough

[verse: hackey og]
aye, f_ck is you talking ’bout, b_tch
i was hitting l!cks on the sidewalk
on the playground, we could chalk it out, b_tch
before i was me, i was slinging that tree like baloo
i was ’bout it, little b_tch
every girl i went with steady was steady on d_ck
i’m cropping out pic’s
aye, f_ck it, i’m cropping out pic’s
this the type of sh_t to make a mother f_cker
wanna hit a l!ck when he ain’t got sh_t
this the type of sh_t to make a mother f_cker
wanna sit down and be humble
b_tch, ha, sit down
i spent a year on myself, shelved
back to the hits
i up and vanish and come back like i ain’t even left
ain’t that a b_tch
i spеnt a, i spent a weekend on saginaw
trapping, i’m back to the bricks
i’m feeling famishеd
got bam on the beat and your b_tch on my
tough sh_t like a bad laxative
bob ross, having happy accidents
tomb raider, i’m a rap sacrament
(tomb raider, i’m a rap sacrament)
hip_hop, i’m an inhabitant
bad for ya like a food additive
red dye on a dude patio
(red dye on a dude patio, do, do, do)
bad plumbing, got a body leaking
cinder block a get a body sinking
choir practice somebody singing
in the precinct, got to (?)
t__th sinking in the beat i’m eating
feet stinking ’cause i run the game
yeah, i see you drop a little cd
but i never hear it ’cause you f_cking lame
got a rock in a sock and a glock in a box
for a opp’ trying to pop in and take
what i cook for the block
got a mop for the mess
weed for the stress on the desk
with the gas in the can
and a fan on the man, now, he hot
and he stuck in his own mind a lot
and he sweat when he run from the cops
and he thought that he chilled out
(thought that he chilled out)
ha, ha, ha, ha
[chorus: hackey og]
just like some wock’ they want they
cap peeled, turned back
new money, same crack
old b_tches, past life
new baby, no wife
just like some wock’ they want they
cap peeled, turned back
new money, same crack
old b_tches, past life
new baby
just like some wock’ they want they
cap peeled, turned back
new money, same crack
old b_tches, past life
new baby, no wife

[outro: hackey og]
uh, uh, we ride slow through the 810
bam on the beat, bam, bam on the beat
bam, bam on the beat, uh
pour another p

- hackey og

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