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j cole - throw it up كلمات الأغنية

“throw it up”

yeah
yeah, uh
yea,
yea
yeah
carolina, n-gg-
fayettenam, n-gg-
yea

this is for them street n-gg-s to them deep n-gg-s,
them politics, them geek n-gg-s,
to them freak b-tches that swallow d-ck, it’s real.
or them sheet n-gg-s ain’t proud of sh-t n-gg-s, and still,
even them bleak n-gg-s without a cent could feel.
i never sleep n-gg-, i gotta get them mills
i never cheat n-gg-, my heart is with the ville.
when n-gg-s greet n-gg-s with hollow tips, but chill.
you’ll never reach n-gg-, i got an itch to kill.

word, a n-gg- bringing heat to the third
my sh-t in every street, like the curb.
so b-tches wanna meet cause i’m deep with my words,
so them n-gg-s wanna peep like a perv,
but peep game.
before they start saying “he changed,”
a real n-gg- can never forget where he came.
so if i’m up in carolina kicking deep game,
or if i’m riding through queens like the e-train,
i throw it up!
yea

if you a down south n-gg-, throw it up, (and)
if you an east coast n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
if you a west coast n-gg-, throw it up, (ay)
if you a mid-west n-gg-, throw it up, (ay)
if you a fayettenam n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
if you a atl n-gg-, throw it up,
new york to l.a. n-gg-s, throw it up,
yeah, chi town throw it up (yea)

as you n-gg-s smoking more kush,
south n-gg-s wreaking n-gg-s, ask george bush,
ask bill clinton, a n-gg- will smithin’
my jeans a ‘lil less baggy, money still fittin.’
the streets a lil less rowdy, but they still kickin’
them randy johnson o.g. n-gg-s still pitchin’
and yeah, i know she got a man, but i’m still hittin’
so when he be up in that sh-t, he be like “this feels different,”
no sh-t, throw d-ck like the veteran i am,
i got that vitamin d, it’s like medicine to them.
i got her climaxing like it’s never finna end,
that’s why she f-cking me a lot better than her man.
she try a new trick, she so wet a n-gg- swam,
like a salmon in this b-tch, my d-ck drowning in that sh-t.
they love a fly n-gg- on that frisbee sh-t.
plus a n-gg- get gs like them disney flicks.
i throw it up!
yea

if you a down south n-gg-, throw it up,
if you an east coast n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
if you a west coast n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
if you a mid-west n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
if you a bull city n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
if you a h-town n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
you represent that bay n-gg-, throw it up, (yea)
and if you from that bk n-gg-, throw it up (yea)

greedy n-gg-s want the money, so that’s where my aim is,
hoe n-gg-s love the attention, wanna be famous,
real n-gg-s f-ck the attention, they know it’s dangerous,
rather make a mil’ and n-body know what my name is, (uh)
but that’s the price when you nice with it.
and them ladies gonna like cause you light-skinned,
i take advantage of the situation,
i’m hitting dimes from atlanta up to pennsylvania.
they catch feelings and i switch next,
“i made it clear baby, just s-x,
i’m too young to settle down, shorty get dressed!”
even them white girls tryna be my princess,
but i only f-ck with sisters like incest.
i’ve been stressed, i’m so in-depth,
i get this weight up off my chest like a bench-press,
i sense death in the air, but it’s nothing for me,
some n-gg-s better be aware or meet the cousin of sleep, get it?
you slow n-gg-s still ain’t felt that sh-t.
how she gonna upgrade me dog? i built that sh-t.
rapping’s a cash cow, finna milk that b-tch,
you better hit up h-m-cide, i just killed that sh-t, boy!

throw it up n-gg-!
throw throw it, throw it up!
yeah!

- j cole

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