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kapgeez - on da section كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(e_enrgy made this one)
you know what the f_ck goin’ on man
out the motherf_ckin’ pound
out the motherf_ckin’ pound

[verse]
nineteen shots, boy that switchy did him bad
if he loafin’ on da corner, bet, we hop right on that ave
i’m ridin’, they go by the klappers, catch they block, get belt to ass
bro caught ’em out on laundry man, and left ’em slumped over the trash
a stolen v, this a srt, two hundred on the dash
4 pm, hop out with that yopp, might break ’em like some glass
opp b_tch, after i hit, you know bro get the pass
top seed, we got lots of b’s, don’t ever put us last
f_ck the campers, they ain’t get back for they homies, n_ggas clucks
n_ggas got no type of wreck, tryn’ diss on us, these n_ggas dumb
catch ’em comin’ out of granny crib, we sendin’ n_ggas up
i’on smoke lil mir, yeah that’s bro, but they blazed ’em
hop out, get back, run down, go and chase ’em
and i’m high about my mind, eyes low, i’m asian
aye, he won’t beef with the senders, man that n_gga big glazin’
let your hot or cold rap man, who the f_ck raised ’em
hot hallow hit his top, we turned his face to a raisin
i got my hot, i can’t get booked, i see the law, i start breakin’
tryn’ blitz the block, we hit his top, and now that n_gga a angel
lace up my cleats, and hit the field like i play for the bengals
hit his chest and he start screamin’, man i knew that was painful
hit ’em and his best friend, and now they bodies is a tangle
hop out, get close, walk ’em down, this ain’t nothin’
trap hot, we got weed, when they eat, and got ruffin
and i hang with real snakes, my homies beefin’ with they cousins
d2 said he gon’ kick saany, said he don’t even love ’em
any opp that we approach, they was b_tchin’ and bluffin’
1x hit ’em with that b_tton, man that n_gga start krumpin’
five n_ggas jumpin’ out, and we all started dumpin’
we bust his ass, he tripped and fell, ’cause he dumbass was runnin’
the whole cho down bad, they still trap out of onions
arp sh_ll holes, same size as a funyun
catch lil comin’ out of school, and you know he was a dunyun
his lil ass, we get the lo, boy you know that we comin’
get close, and i bang just like i’m andre drummond

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