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jdot breezy - chop his head كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(ayy, zay, this sh_t too crazy)
(i love you, finesse god)
these n_ggas all talk
stupid (that’s merch)

[verse]
why these n_ggas actin’ like they on somethin’? (actin’)
talkin’ gangster, p_ssy n_gga, you ain’t blow nothin’ (blow nothin’)
your ass trippin’, end up missing ’cause you’re on one
them bodies in the city ain’t your business, you don’t own one
pop up at your front door like it’s trick or treat
draco tweetin’, that b_tch trippin’ like i gave it hennessey
this b_tch k!llin’ anything that wan’ put an end to me
go against me, they gon’ k!ll you, b_tch, you not a friend to me
doped up and turnt, b_tch, p_ssy n_gga, try and stop me
you ain’t know me, now you know me, coochie n_gga, ’cause you’re floppy
tell your tеam come get a real artist, in еxchange, they dropping
why you keep comin’ for me when n_ggas played with your mama?
f_ck your partners, they all dyin’ except you, what’s goin’ on?
you be hidin’, only thing you do is type behind that phone
still in the car with all my n_ggas, bangin’ gas and buyin’ chrome
we takin’ souls, we catch a n_gga headed home and bust his dome
been with the sh_ts and still is, act like it’s f_ck me, then you’re food
i got my own money, stupid_ass lil’ boy, your ass a fool
now, who the f_ck you playin’ with? let’s take this n_gga back to school
and teach this b_tch_ass boy a lesson ’bout what them dracs do
i turn your mans into a strain, p_ssy, tell me that i’m cap
f_ck what you sayin’, these n_ggas playin’ bully ’til that drac’ clap
left his ass in a new position, call that b_tch the face_lap
run up on ’em, b_tch, it’s sog, he got his face tapped
stand over gang knock off a limb, if i can’t catch him, pay for him
these p_ssy n_ggas pull attempts, it’s mortal kombat, finish him
fateful demise, replenish him
baptize the boy, no savin’ him
don’t come outside, this n_gga trim
okay, his homies paid for him
i count, motherf_ck your head, bring ’em back, i’ma pay that sh_t
arp might jam, i supply you a k, go get ’em and stink the b_tch
go show a b_tch n_gga what danger is
line ’em up, paint the b_tch
art wall, picasso, baby, we so inconsiderate
start the beef, i finish it
ask ’bout us, we finish sh_t
they won’t catch me, i move like a ghost, like chips, i’m dippin’ in
say you never ran, we bent your block while you was dippin’ then
my n_ggas whack you for the free, i’d rather give ’em dividends
ayy, god, forgive me for my sins
d_mn, i’m finna sin again
thou shalt not k!ll, forgive me, father, ’cause i whacked his ass
a body bag what he deserve, kept talkin’ out that mouth of his
i ain’t tryna rap with n_ggas, i let that draco do the mouthing then
think outside the box, that n_gga did, now look at him, dead
he say he be makin’ n_ggas run, he the one that ran
addiction, man, this drillin’ sh_t be fun, so we slide again
he talkin’ out his f_ckin’ neck and tongue, so we chop his head

- jdot breezy

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