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jay nice & ru$h – bape hoodie sleeves 2 كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: ru$h]
uh, ayo
fendi don, grip the mini jawn (uh)
i don’t get along with any of y’all (uh), i keep the bl!cky drawn (woo)
ru$h and fah, yeah we did the song in vintage dior (uh)
if n_ggas got problems, here’s the semi long (grr_r_rt)
strangle you with the bape hoodie sleeves, and i’m pretty strong (woo)
i put the whole city on (that’s a fendi)
to anyone [?] with the don (uh)
and watch what you say ‘fore you get involved (woo)
i grip the lobster tail out the golden pot with the silver tongs (uh)
that’s how you eat when you with a boss (that’s a fendi)
roasted steak with the lemon sauce, forks with the mini pr_ngs
pourin’ acе of spade just to rinse ’em off (uh)
thе fendi don is adorned in christian dior (uh)
if n_ggas want war, i will send ’em off (woo)
you know the vibes, i’m the fendi don, uh
[verse 2: jay nice]
uh (yeah, yeah)
the keltec get to singin’ like a drizzy song (grr_r_rt)
it’s flair jordan, young biggie smalls
b_tches can’t even get one more chance with me (uh_uh)
i’m too busy, dawg (right)
i’m only pickin’ up nicki’s call
that’s only if she want a quick ménage _ if not, i’ma hit ignore (i’m out)
me and fahim, back in the day, we spit some raw sh_t
call us the d.u.m.p.e.r.z, that’s who it’s strictly for (dump gawd sh_t)
all you n_ggas is soft like kitty paws (haha)
i’ll throw a bullet fast as the bottle that bizzy tossed, uh (nyoom)
i’m stefan to the steve urkels (woo), runnin’ in unique circles (woo)
fashion week, yellin’, “rest in peace, virgil” (rest in peace)
rock the rare pyrex 23 jersey (let’s go)
with the off_white kicks color deep purple (yeah, yeah)
duke fly, fendi don, soul god and the stock lord (it’s us)
we the top four on the pop charts
rock raw, got these fiends beggin’ with lockjaw, we got y’all
and trust it’s a lot more, it’s flair jordan (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: big cheeko]
yeah, uh, mmm
poppin’ tags like twista plus jigga man (you know it)
big cheek, soul god, still that n_gga, man (yes)
hundred grand up, spent a couple on a trigger man (bah)
disrespect me, have them choppas goin’, “bl!cka blam”
certified by the wise, plus the ogs (yeah)
this type of money have a real n_gga lonely, uh
bless you a thousand times if you can say you know me (what’s good?)
bless you a million more if you can say you owe me (let me get that)
i could never sell my soul, this sh_t stay with me (you know that)
i would never waste your time, so bet’ not play with me (uh_uh)
find a vibe i can ride, that’s a fifty_piece (woo)
twenty bags on the road, that’s like ten at least
i paid cash for the whip, you still ridin’ leased (you know it)
me, nice, ru$h dolla, we the new elite (yeah)
and fah? n_gga, please _ we the streets
n_gga, please (uh)
[verse 4: tha god fahim]
uh
it’s time to bundle up for the winter
my words penetrate like a splinter
i’m finna run it up just like a sprinter
and to my people, i’m a representer
what does it take to be number one? it’s a dilemma
it takes a sacrifice _ that’s what it takes to be a winner
things we would do in this world for legal tenders
the game’s wicked; i used to rhyme and hear crickets
i wasn’t trippin’, ’cause in due time, i’d be lifted
now they hearin’ the name, money callin’ my ticket
in this war of millions, you get the rock, just don’t brick it
the way i rock is eccentric
my story is non_fiction, they try to make predictions
they marvel at the diction, fly styles, my fashion give depiction
the hammer get your soul banished to another dimension
gettin’ rich is the objective, that’s the perspective
don’t want a war with us, we a collective

- jay nice ruh

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