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kid kwazii – no features كلمات اغاني

[hook]
f_ck all that rap sh_t if it’s beef i promise to pop out
and i’m kicking in doors, if anyone ask just tell ‘em i’m locked out
my bro he a janitor
clean ya pockets he might bring a mop out
i was whippin’ she told me that she don’t run top i’m like b_tch you can hop out
she told me that she don’t give head i was driving i told her to walk home
and i beat up the p_ssy she always come back to a n_gga like stockholm
and the opps that i know rocking plastic as gold but they make sure the glock chrome
dropping sprite in the styrofoam cup wit’ the ice and i wait till the wok foam

[verse 1]
and i’m only in the booth cause if not then
i would prolly be a yute who was shot dead
and i only spеak the truth top left
gotta shawty in the stu toplеss
dex gang! can’t stop won’t stop ’til a n_gga on top and the squad blessed
if you know she gon’ drop for a small check
then why you still chasing hoes if you jobless?
hey, hey! look mom no features
cause i’m better own i don’t need ‘em
i be makin’ conversation with my demons
no 9 tails but i’m evil believe it
she tellin’ me that i’m a dog i’m a heathen
she deserve better she a treat she a queen and…
i don’t trust her, told me she was vegan
but she was eatin’ on my meat last weekend!
and she was saying that her father a deacon
but when i hit her from the back she be tweakin’
she be calling out “jesus jesus”
wait i thought your dad was the one who was preachin’
i ain’t beggin’ you to stay you a diva
just shake a lil ass when you leavin’
on god had the metal i was squeezin’
these n_ggas lackin’ w the iron
anemic
[verse 2]
my b_tch from the uk give top like she number one so i call her headdie
i got a k in the left, ruger in the right, you put them together i’m freddy
b_tch we just f_ckin’ not dating or talking or speaking or choppin’ we not going steady
we can get live any time that you ready
but when it’s enough we might pop at your getty
we can get live at the church where you pray at
the crib where you stay at
you won’t see it comin’
we might just pull up in a honda or maybach
and spray that so lay back cause there ain’t no runnnin’
we see him next
he ain’t leaving if not with the ems
leave that b_tch soakin’ in blood like it’s pms
and this choppa do tricks bmx

[verse 3]
i’m the best out my city
i’m claimin’ dat
n_ggas hating ‘cause they know i’m stating facts
if i pull up they just gonna paint it black
cause they know that lil kwazii a maniac
f_ck is you talkin bout n_ggas and b_tches is switching and
snitches is winnin’
got stitches for who try to finish my digits
you thought i was playin’ now didn’t you
choppa poke at a n_gga like peek_a_boo
[hook]
f_ck all that rap sh_t if it’s beef i promise to pop out
and i’m kicking in doors, if anyone ask just tell ‘em i’m locked out
my bro he a janitor
clean ya pockets he might bring a mop out
i was whippin’ she told me that she don’t run top i’m like b_tch you can hop out
she told me that she don’t give head i was driving i told her to walk home
and i beat up the p_ssy she always come back to a n_gga like stockholm
and the opps that i know rocking plastic as gold but they make sure the glock chrome
dropping sprite in the styrofoam cup wit’ the ice and i wait till the wok foam

- kid kwazii

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