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kcmoney – back on my bully كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yeah, yeah
i’m back on my bully sh_t ([?], what’s the word, dummy?)
long live doya
know what the f_ck goin’ on

[chorus]
they keep tellin’ me cool down, i’m back on my bully sh_t (yeah)
we caught him ridin’ with his b_tch (with his b_tch), but ain’t n0body innocent (b_tch_ass n_gga)
we put belt up on they ass, check the score, we up like six (yeah, ha)
n_ggas scared to go to they crib ’cause they know we gon’ spin that b_tch (yeah, long live doya, man)
they sn_tched lil dre up for that body, like n_ggas tellin’ ’round this b_tch (what? what?)
and i don’t even trust n0body else since we fell out with the hit (what? yeah, trust n0body)
blood ties, all out for my cousins, likе you n_ggas ain’t feel sh_t (ha, yeah)
and i got murder on my mind, i feel like hottiе with this switch (what? what? yeah, yeah)

[verse]
lil’ shorty ran his f_ckin’ mouth (his f_ckin’ mouth), now we put him in the mix (mix)
look like he don’t care about your brother, we took your carti’ off his wrist (b_tch_ass n_gga)
and ain’t n0body gon’ do sh_t, we’ll delete your whole block (ha, your whole block)
we like terrorizin’ n_ggas, treat y’all asses like new opps
lil shawn died ’bout that sh_t, runnin’ errands for that b_tch
arp f_ck his body up, they found him in that whip (on my brother)
this a hot car, change the plates, i’m out here spinnin’ with my drac’ (with my drac’)
n_ggas terrified of my face, they know this b_tch up on my waist
we caught him at the store, we drench his ass (we got his ass), hit him in his face (ha)
you see blood in my eyes (in my eyes), i ain’t the type to f_ckin’ play (on my brother)
i lost my cousin to this sh_t (yeah), now he tatted on my face
lot of n_ggas changed up, stay the f_ck up out my way (ayy)
quick to let this b_tch off
[chorus]
they keep tellin’ me cool down, i’m back on my bully sh_t (yeah)
we caught him ridin’ with his b_tch (with his b_tch), but ain’t n0body innocent (b_tch_ass n_gga)
we put belt up on they ass, check the score, we up like six (yeah, ha)
n_ggas scared to go to they crib ’cause they know we gon’ spin that b_tch (yeah, long live doya, man)
they sn_tched lil dre up for that body, like n_ggas tellin’ ’round this b_tch (what? what?)
and i don’t even trust n0body else since we fell out with the hit (what? yeah, trust n0body)
blood ties, all out for my cousins, like you n_ggas ain’t feel sh_t (ha, yeah)
and i got murder on my mind, i feel like hottie with this switch (what? what? yeah, yeah)

- kcmoney

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