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jk d animator – the flowhalla cypher | dragonflow z soundtrack كلمات اغاني

[intro: dmx]
yeah, don’t get it twisted
this rap sh_t is mine
f_ck what you heard
it’s what you hearin’ (it’s what you hearin’)

[verse 1: dmx]
x gon’ give it to ya (what?)
f_ck waitin’ for you to get it on your own, x gon’ deliver to ya (uh)
knock_knock, open up the door, it’s real
with the non_stop pop_pop from stainless steel
break bread with the enemy (what?)
no matter how many cats i break bread with, i’ll break who you sendin’ me (huh)
they don’t know who we be, lookin’
but they don’t know who they see
[verse 2: nippsey hussle]
’bout to cross over like hot sauce
on this gutter sh_t, i never hopped off
nothin’ can save us and we realizеd it
we knew the outcomе and we still tried it
that south central state of mind i’m in the field logic
broken culture that we all lost n_ggas in
elevated innovation over ignorance (ignorance)
go flourish, double back and come and get your n_ggas
ain’t nothing realer

[verse 2: juice wrld]
on these beats, i feel like i’m a murderer
who are these n_ggas? who are y’all, never heard of ’em
ion really got no time for the chit_chat, b_tch get back
this choppa break p_ssies in half
i do me all night and all day, dawg
run up on me, then that choppa gon’ spray, dawg
on infinity, shootin’ up yo’ vincinity
i got duff clinton, lil’ money like my name hillary
man, i’m the best
man, i’m a rebel
billy idol in my earphones, i’m a devil
i’m the best to ever do it
f_ck with me, i’ll hit you in your face, you leakin’ body fluids
[verse 3: pop smoke]
i get to drillin’, i’m sittin’, i’m k!llin’
i’m sinnin’ if i get the feelin’
i call trav woo, i bet he clap twos
sip remy like he papoose
have him stay still like a statue
have him inked in like a tattoo
if i run down, he a goner
headshot, no warnin’
it’s a man down when it’s pourin’
gang spin early morning
i don’t get mad, i get money

[verse 4: dmx]
and it ain’t even about the dough
it’s about gettin’ down for what you stand for
i’m gettin’ down (down) like a n_gga said “freeze” (uh)
but won’t be the one endin’ up on his knees
b_tch please, (come on) if the only thing you cats did
was came out to play, stay out my way, motherf_cker
first, we gonna rock, then we gonna roll
then we let it pop, go, let it go (what)
x gon’ give it to ya (uh), he gon’ give it to ya
x gon’ give it to ya, he gon’ give it to ya
first, we gonna rock, then we gonna roll
then we let it pop, go, let it go
[verse 5: king von]
nah! b_tch i get busy with choppers and glizzies
i’m ridin’ through the city this glock got no safety
keep that b_tch with me so please do not tempt me
i squeeze ’til it’s empty, you thinkin’ you crazy
how you gon’ war with a god, a beast?
you don’t need guns, you need heart, you weak (weak)
boy, we will dust your ass off, we’re sweepin’
you don’t want smoke with my squad, you tweakin’ (tweakin’)
tell them n_ggas they don’t want a war with us (nah)
they don’t want a war with us
nah, tell them n_ggas they don’t want a war with us (nah)

[verse 5: 2pac]
first off, f_ck your b_tch and the clique you claim
westside when we ride, come equipped with game
we keep on comin’ while we runnin’ for your jewels
steady gunnin’, keep on bustin’ at them fools, you know the rules
i’ll let them n_ggas know it’s on for life
don’t let the westside ride tonight (ha ha)
who shot me? but you punks didn’t finish
now you ’bout to feel the wrath of a menace
n_gga, i hit ’em up!

[verse 6: juice wrld]
i don’t got time for snakes, no time for rats
i’m smoking pack, i’m selling crack, bring it back
run up on me, cool, that chopper on me get you clapped
matter of fact, i don’t know how to act
i’m a real_ass n_gga, drill_ass n_gga
go_and_pop_a_pill_ass n_gga
if you don’t k!ll the motherf_cker, f_ck it, i will
you better start writing your will, for real

[verse 7: the notorious b.i.g.]
i’m dangerous
crazier than a bag of f_ckin’ angel dust
when i bust my gat, motherf_ckers
quick to leave you in a coffin for sl!ck talkin
i’m rippin’ mcs from tallahassee to compton
biggie smalls on a higher plane
n_ggas say i’m strange because i put the 12 gauge to your brain
one in the chamber, thirty_two in the clip
motherf_ckers better strip, baka! baka! baka!
you’re talking to the robbery expert
stepping to your wake with your blood on my shirt
don’t be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
cause when i l!ck shots the sh_ts is persistent

[verse 8: xxxtentaciaon]
murder these flows like i murder these ho ass n_ggas
where the f_ck is your energy, bro?
make your n_gga deepthroat a desert eagle
if he try me like a ho, p_ssy boy, that’s on my soul
make my flow shapeshift, cold expression like a facelift
at the publix with like eight grips if you talkin’ all that ape sh_t
travelin’ through the infinity, uh
you not that n_gga, pretend to be, uh
all that bullsh_t do not get to me, uh
i am a spirit, an entity, uh
you p_ssy ass n_ggas f_ckin’ suck, you sound the same
i spit the pain, that’s why these young n_ggas feel the same
they know i bang, i’ll pull a f_ckin’ pistol out the range and act i
insane

[verse 9: 2pac]
they got me mobbin’ like i’m loc’ed, and ready to get my slug on
i load my clip and slip my motherf_ckin’ gloves on
i ain’t scared to blast on these suckas if they test me
trust – i got my glock c_cked, playa, if they press me
bust – on motherf_ckers with a passion
better duck, ‘cause i ain’t lookin’ when i’m blastin’
i’m a nut and drinkin’ hennessy
and gettin’ high, on the lookout for my enemies
don’t wanna die, tell me why?

- jk d animator

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