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killa jay - 316 كلمات الأغنية

all i ever had was a dollar and a dream gotta get it by any means all i ever had was a dollar and a dream gotta get it by any means so i ran for the money ran for the money run so i ran for the money run for the money run
fanboying over j cole and chance the rapper wanna diss me cuz i’m looking fresh and dapper/you sweeter than candy crush stick to being fruity/got so much clout even yo grandma know me/my k!ller instinct makes me the venom like app a chi indians cuz i skin em/ like the cleveland cavalier ‘s cuz i win it/you ain’t never caught a case you ain’t never did the race lame boy stop playing/claiming that you better than me that’s a lie lil boy stop playing/g-y lord thought that he ended my career he tried lil boy you crazy/ fruity f-ggot tryna work it out but it’s too late i done made it/choking on his words that’s a stutter not a g-ngb-nger but throw blood when he spit up/you steady scream my name more than yo momma do saying that you g-y is a lil understatement too!/heard that you flexing with yo momma’s jewelry flashing all that money like a rapper wannabe/see no compet-tion cuz you not a contender yo girl look at me and she see a winner/tried to steal the stylo but you know i do better/in 10 you’ll be flipping them burgers/yeah i’m coming to the top never stop yo mixtape’s was a flop say you better think you not/terrell got you got you ran on home and prayed to god/ heard you say some things that i thought was kinda odd/tryna be hard but you act like a broad/ you my fruity friend is what i call a rap fraud/claim a whole persona but i paved the way/don’t make me tell them the truth and tell the whole world you g-y/

karate chop him like a wushu master time is running out gotta run faster/ pew pew guns shooting like blasters slam him on his back ooh ow now back hurt/ track run light that boy up like jackson make him run quicker than the flash son
prodigy said you a shook one/ i might just light up your crew im a fat boy but i’m fresher than you/sweet boy come out of the closet there is no protection cuz your finished and thought/ next time you wanna have a little fit then diss make sure to keep my name out your mouth/ cuz if you don’t inna huff and puff and and like the big bad wolf i’m gonna blow down the house

- killa jay

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