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karma mob – 2021 freestyle كلمات اغاني

[intro _ jenx2]
buck, should i get it?
house a_a_a_a_ca_a_a_at
huh, yeah, ay, yeah, yuh

[verse _ jenx2 & brokie]
[?] like a [?]
20 messages from hoes wanna f_ck me
i know motivation, you ain’t even hungry
i got a halo but this sh_t ain’t bungie
50 [?] rolls in my lungs on the monthly
cough when i smoke ‘cus the muhf_ckin’ blunt mean
the squad and i stay showin’ off like a stunt team
not tryna cl!ck wit’ ya crew ‘cus you crusty
i’m not tryna cl!ck wit’ ya crew ‘cus you musty
i’m murderin’ lyrics, i’m lookin’ like bundy
i play wit’ them bricks, i feel like i’m [?]
i stay gettin’ checks, get a bag [?] monthly
got me a whip and i don’t even drive it
i got me a clique and we movin’ in silence
i stay with the blade like a muhf_ckin’ pirate
i’m so f_ckin’ high i can’t open my еyelids
i don’t even need to handout likе [?]
how the f_ck i pull up wit’ a christ_like fit
like guys, try this, open up ya eyelids
imma hit a mothaf_cka because i love violence
got water [?], smoke gas hybrids
imma send another missile like that sh_t was guided
b_tch, everybody cheerin’, gottem all excited
like i dont’ wanna talk [?] stick private
p_ssy, i don’t wanna talk if you never up in my private
you makin’ me suicidal whenever i hear yo’ giant ass
even when i mothaf_ckin’ [?]
i might take away yo’ ego with a feature on a track
i might take away yo’ shawty, you ain’t never get her back
i might take away yo’ father, imma take yo mama ass
i might f_ck up on yo’ daughter, i just hit it then i pass it to the homies
now she know me, i don’t know about her dad
imma hit it from the back
i get a bag as fast as brokie raps
i got a bag, it’s attached to my back
y’all f_ckers ain’t [?] runnin’ laps
y’all f_ckers ain’t even [?]
[?] f_ckers say that they workin’, they say they deservin’
but too busy smokin’ a strap
muhf_cka’s say i’m [?] so i’m reassurin’ i’m gonna leave you in the trash
housecat sh_t, [?]
got bit crushed vocals like my name is garbage
i stay runnin’ tracks, i ain’t talkin’ a sport b_tch
i keep me a forty, you rappers look dorky
b_tch, you the type i would’ve robbed like a year ago
run then i dip through the wall like a mirror, yo
housecat, mainstream, up on the stereo
sip me some tea while i’m yellin’ out (cheerio!)
imma sleep my whole life away, it wash away like rain
said i’m not bred to deal with all this all this wicked sh_t you say
you’re a sheep, throwin’ hissy_p_ssy fits, you all the same
imma knock your whole f_ckin’ family tree down, what a shame
[?] knock
why the f_ck you hit me up for some bread
on yo’ block, i might fill up on yo’ homies wit’ some lead
[?] top, shoutout kizzy, smoke that stizzy, now he dead
i might knock yo’ f_ckin’ face until it jumps off yo’ head
[outro _ brokie]
i wouldn’t_ i wouldn’t actually do that
yeah (issbrokie)

- karma mob

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