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jackboy – gotta do كلمات اغاني

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[chorus]
momma told me keep on sh_ttin’ on whoever going against you (okay, okay)
i’m not beefing with that n_gga, naw dude really my lil’ sister (he my lil’)
i’m not beefing with that n_gga, naw he p_ssy, he really on his period (really on his)
i don’t give a f_ck who say he thuggin’
he really fakin’ n_gga, i ain’t hearing it (naw, naw, ay, yea)
i don’t give a f_ck who feel some type of way
n_gga, do whatever you gotta do (okay, okay)
i’m not ben simmons with this sh_t
n_gga, i’mma hit every time i shoot (every time i shoot, ay)
keep my distance from these n_ggas
they walking around with the b_tch_n_gga flu (b_tch n_gga flu, yea, ay, ay)
it be just me and my pistol, i ain’t stepping out here with no group (with no crew, naw)
[verse 1]
it be just me and myself in that lamborghini riding with a pistol
i got money to keep me company
i ain’t tryna hang with these n_ggas
i got money to keep me company
but it can’t take away the pain
i done been through so much sh_t
i can peep when you’re running game
can’t treat me like a lame i’m alert i’m staying focused
i’m rolling right now off a perc, going with the motions
i keep a glock nine got ‘em thinking i’m from orlando
i’m putting up big numbers, i’m too much for them to handle

[chorus]
momma told me keep on sh_ttin’ on whoever going against you (okay, okay)
i’m not beefing with that n_gga, naw dude really my lil’ sister (he my lil’)
i’m not beefing with that n_gga, naw he p_ssy, he really on his period (really on his)
i don’t give a f_ck who say he thuggin’
he really fakin’ n_gga, i ain’t hearing it (naw, naw, ay, yea)
i don’t give a f_ck who feel some type of way
n_gga, do whatever you gotta do (okay, okay)
i’m not ben simmons with this sh_t
n_gga, i’mma hit every time i shoot (every time i shoot, ay)
keep my distance from these n_ggas
they walking around with the b_tch_n_gga flu (b_tch n_gga flu, yea, ay, ay)
it be just me and my pistol, i ain’t stepping out here with no group (no crew)

[verse 2]
i did not make it up out the projects just to come back and try to chill
why the f_ck would i bring you with me?
been knew your love wasn’t real
i’ve been stacking up my dollars
they ain’t happy, they hating on the low
you will never get your flowers while you here
they don’t want you to grow
i heard it’s smoke so i keep that bl!cky real near
i’mma let it blow
type to bag a n_gga
then i go steer clear and hide on a boat
i’m not ben simmons with this sh_t
when i shoot my shot it’s more precise
i’m like curry with that pole
i won’t miss tryna take his life

[chorus]
momma told me keep on sh_ttin’ on whoever going against you (okay, okay)
i’m not beefing with that n_gga, naw dude really my lil’ sister (he my lil’)
i’m not beefing with that n_gga, naw he p_ssy, he really on his period (really on his)
i don’t give a f_ck who say he thuggin’
he really fakin’ n_gga, i ain’t hearing it (naw, naw, ay, yea)
i don’t give a f_ck who feel some type of way
n_gga, do whatever you gotta do (okay, okay)
i’m not ben simmons with this sh_t
n_gga, i’mma hit every time i shoot (every time i shoot, ay)
keep my distance from these n_ggas
they walking around with the b_tch_n_gga flu (b_tch n_gga flu, yea, ay, ay)
it be just me and my pistol, i ain’t stepping out here with no group (with no crew, naw)

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