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kenzo balla – church كلمات اغاني

[intro]
like, what?
like, grah, grah
ah

[verse 1]
if you scared, go to church
grab a gun, put in work
he speak about shh, that boy up on a shirt
n_gga, put his ass up in the dirt
we gon’ hit ’em where it hurt
ain’t takin’ no tag, b_tch, i’m boomin’ it first
off a perc’, masked up, red alert
adrenaline rush, i’m tryna go bezerk
like, get up on it, you better not miss
back up the chop and then empty the clip
like, if he run, then he better not slip
’cause i put that on [?][0:30], that’s gon’ be a hit
that’s gon’ be a new opp in the spliff
when i step in the party, glock all on my hip
ygk, n_ggas never did sh_t
lv [?][0:35]
off the yellow, i get st_rdy
spot an opp, then we gon’ do ’em dirty
whole lot of chops around, we never worried
n_ggas ain’t mac, they ballin’ with no jersey
on the 5, i’m posted up with a thirty
so how you thinkin’ you gon’ hurt me?
we the demons, we ain’t showin’ mercy
and we ain’t stoppin’ ’til a n_gga buried
step back, right leg, then kick
left leg, kick, right leg
then spin
plus he ballin’ out, don’t need a gym
hop out, send shots, we tryna catch a win
n_ggas runnin’ [?][0:57] where we been
opps know it get nasty every time we spin
take a trip, now it’s time to go sin
he with his mans, he get hit with his friend
floss all the time, mb, doa
get the drop from a thot, now we spinnin’ all day
know a few opps that got hit in broad day
i ain’t never do that, what the f_ck they gon’ say?
hollow tips hit him and open his face
with the dummy, go dummy, tryna up and spray
all my n_ggas got chops on they waist
think you [?][1:15] than us, then you made a mistake
off a twenty, i might cool that
they threw a lil’ shot until we threw back
rayy balla with me, so that’s two straps
last n_gga ducked and got his boo clapped
we the macs in the 50s, we too tac
and this forty done factored a few hats
when you see me up, you better move back
i’m tryna turn a n_gga to a new pack
[verse 2]
i won’t miss when i spin
flag out the whip, it won’t come once again
turn around, he got hit in his sh_t
i can’t go out like shh, so i’m in my own whip
smoke a cab, that n_gga did bad
smoke on jb, now he dead in the past
too official, i could never lack
do twelve in the shu, tryna catch me a hat
like [?][1:45], she throwin’ it back
tec on my waist, so i told her relax
but she fiendin’, she shakin’ her ass
tryna take off her clothes ’cause she know i’m the mack
get back, we heavy on that
sit back gang, the opps never get back
we don’t play, we don’t cap
i spot me an opp, he get turned to a pack
first shot, that boy was with god
second shot took that boy right off the map
dead opps, they all in the pack
[?][2:00] i’m like where [?]
f_ck that, roll [?]
so many deads, now let’s choke all on facts
we ain’t hidin’, they know where we at
come through this block once, you won’t make it back
spin through with the chop
he tried to run, but the n_gga got shot
bad b_tch sent the drop
watch how we pull up and clear out the spot
all i need is a [?][2:18]
[?] when i [?]
better run ’cause [?]
if you trip, then you done, you get [?] with the glock
inside
we been bumpin’ and boomin’, the reason they won’t come outside
we slide, they hide
i’m tryna put me a shh in the sky
go shh, i’m fried
linkin’ with opps and they all finna die
on the 5 with the [?][2:34]
spot us an opp, then that boy gettin’ dropped
[outro]
grah
grah, grah, grah
and we outside
ah
ah
[?][2:45]
like, what?
like, grah

- kenzo balla

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