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kay glizz & nunnie da iii - 48 'em كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: nunnie da iii]
48 him, he thought we was cool
why would you think we was friends?
kha struc got beat, stripped, shot
that n_gga need to go bend
n_ggas play wit’ my body, i’ma be right on that block wit’ some sh_t that extend
drillin’ a hobby, we be tryna catch a homi’
on bro, we don’t gotta pretend
b_bro spin, i spin
we don’t hit the target, we spinnin’ again
i hope father forgive me for all of my sins
we be tryna pull up, and bang on they friends
we really in it to win, i told tdot just aim it right above the chin
bullets be too hot, they burnin’ up his skin
ray pizz died, them n_ggas ain’t bend
glahh

[verse: kay glizz]
i don’t think you should play wit’ the tz
’cause that’s like havin’ a diseasе
ain’t no rappers that do it like we
wе rap and trap, and still make scenes
gotta get it back, so i’m pushin’ these p’s
and have to keep a knock ’cause they want me a spleeze
clap_clap, then i cl!ck and leave
and big snitchk, but i’m in love wit’ cheese
tell ’em how you got up wit’ the gz
you got belt to ass, and n_ggas made you flee
stop showin’ them handouts please
every pack i got was off the strength of me
never needed no man to get off my feet
before i go beggin’, i’ma hit the street
all your f_ckin’ members gettin’ turned to weed
and you don’t do sh_t, but pop sh_t on the beat?
n_gga that is not structure
go get back for that bullet, you bl_ster
i’m in the x, every trip i’m wit’ munna
they never push up, and that’s word to my mother
36 kids ain’t on sh_t, n_ggas suckers
we fl!cked on they rapper, and n0body touched us
catch a tdg member, i dust him
i bet nunnie fl!ck it if you try to rush him, glahh
[chorus: nunnie da iii]
48 him, he thought we was cool
why would you think we was friends?
kha struc got beat, stripped, shot
that n_gga need to go bend
n_ggas play wit’ my body, i’ma be right on that block wit’ some sh_t that extend
drillin’ a hobby, we be tryna catch a homi’
on bro, we don’t gotta pretend
b_bro spin, i spin
we don’t hit the target, we spinnin’ again
i hope father forgive me for all of my sins
we be tryna pull up, and bang on they friends
we really in it to win, i told tdot just aim it right above the chin
bullets be too hot, they burnin’ up his skin
ray pizz died, them n_ggas ain’t bend
glahh

- kay glizz nunnie da iii

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