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jarren benton - putting on كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
hopsin said f-ck the label
dizzy he stuck with dame
swizzz working on his alb-m
and me, b-tch i’m still insane
popped a few pills to deal with the pain
prefer the money over fame
she’ll f-ck for a gram of cocaine
godd-mn [?]
used to stand by the stove when the heat was off
the preachers couldn’t reach me what jesus taught
that’s the same language that kept the slaves in line
i walk out the house i’mma bring my nine
i don’t trust a broke n-gg-‘s frame of mind
these f-ck n-gg-s all wear the same designs
i’m still the sh-t through the change of times
toast to the real have a drink of wine
i woke up like this, why the f-ck is you living?
i take your life if you f-ck with my children
forensics came and scr-ped his brains of the ceiling
i just f-cking dipped don’t play with the [?]
i’m just in this b-tch to make me some millions
f-ck the middle man we made us a killing
spilling liquor got a stain on my linen
we give no f-cks about the way that you feeling

[bridge]
we the ones that got it popping n-gg-
we go hard like ain’t no options n-gg-
can’t stop these choppers, get to chopping n-gg-s
f-ck the way you feeling
[hook]
we the ones that putting on
put on, put on, put on, (x2)
we the ones that putting on

[verse 2]
we the ones that putting on
i put a hundred in her thong
she let me f-ck cause i’m a rapper
send her back home with no make up on
this game turned my heart to an icebox
i used to wear reeboks and [?]
i still b-mp outkast on my ipod
when she throw that -ss back i’m like “my god”
i told that lil’ b-tch i got money to make
how can i stomach the hate?
f-ck around get a gun in your face
don’t f-ck up your day and get punched in the face
i walk in this b-tch like i’m running the place
b-tch we still movin’ you run in the place
kick down the door when we run through to say
“i’m friends with the plug, i can front you the base”
this sound like that dope in your veins
young n-gg- i notice your pain
days with no money had drove us insane
did so much drugs i got holes in my brain
far from my circle we know you a lame
we go so hard when we go in the paint
this that new crack but the stove look the same
slow motion 2 put your nose in this ‘cain

[bridge]
we the ones that got it popping n-gg-
we go hard like ain’t no options n-gg-
can’t stop these choppers, get to chopping n-gg-s
f-ck the way you feeling

[hook]
we the ones that putting on
put on, put on, put on, (x2)
we the ones that putting on

- jarren benton

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