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keys - diss nicki minaj كلمات الأغنية

see when you say sh-t like, you killed every rap b-tch in the building, a real lyrical b-tch get mad and gotta go in on your dumb -ss. like this, okay!

i was on the muhf-ckin youtube, had my little nephew, tryna find ’em blues clues, when i seen somethin ’bout a new lil rap b-tch, told ’em hold tight, i just had to click that sh-t. then im like, what my sh-t must got a virus. this is not a rap b-tch, this is miley cyrus, must be something wrong cause this beat steady clashin’ but she on the second verse is still not sayin’ sh-t. then i’m like oh! my sh-t actin’ right, its just this b-tch simply not rappin’ right. you see i was laying low ya’ll – i was on my trap sh-t. puttin’ it off, i’ll get back to the rap sh-t, ima let it, simma’ the hit ’em with the fire. but i ain’t know the need with this muhf-ckin dire i ain’t know ya’ll was listenin’ to these fakin -ss birds and sh-t, i ain’t know they was makin’ up words and sh-t.

but it’s cool, we loadinn up the black trucks, we ridin out, first stop gon be, that sl-t, f-ck five stars, tell em keys is a galaxy, the rap game hungry, tell em that i’m calories, i’m sneezin at these b-tches, fake chickens is an allergy. i don’t get gifts, n-gg-s put me on a salary, now who’s gone pop off, go hard, not soft, ill used your last mixtape to wipe my niece snot off. i am an infection. how you gone stop it, i’m all up in your blood stream, no antibiotics, they like keys drop it, i’m like no, pop sh-t. swagger is galactic. imma need a rocket. b-tches wan respond, then i think they shouldn’t, leave they brains more gelatinous than banana puddin’, but see, i ain’t gonna talk about it, cops gon draw some chalk around it, these birds ain’t about sh-t, they just skuawk about it. if you wanna try me, you know where to find me. i be in my den eating b-tches where the lions be, i saw the come up, b-tch i never felt ya! your the harajuka barbie and i’m gonna melt cha! she sounds stupid, who the f-ck talks like that? you not hard, you get killed round theses parts like that. f-ck tryin to get shine off ya name. i’m a muhf-ckin bully, i ain’t worried about the fame. i don’t see another rap b-tch around to pick on. you say your plastic – perfect sh-t to sh-t on. i’m speakin’ for the hood they say you whack. i’m sorry, i’m a grown -ss woman what i need with a barbie? when i did play with toys it was nines and glocks. there was no polly in my pocket, i was totin’ them rocks. when the boys tried play, i was like no you dumb, i was chasin’ big sh-t they money was too young. if you think about poppin, i will smash you stop! your bars is inexistent like the gats you got. and this sh-t sound faker than that -ss you got! i’m keys. what good is that gettin’ latches locked. when you thought that you killed every b-tch in the spot, keys was in the parkin’ lot loadin’ the glock. when you came out the door finished gluin’ your weave in, keys ran up on that -ss b-tch you ain’t leaving!
like this has gotten so ridiculous, these b-tches are so wack, that real lyrical b-tches is coming for you b-tches. i just made more sense then she did in like all of her mixetapes, ah ha, ha, ha, ha,! f-ck is wrong with these b-tches. keys, body more b-tch! we in here. f-ck is wrong with you!

- keys

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