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king yella – i tweaked كلمات اغاني

[intro: king yella & fbg duck]
king yella
yeah, you know it’s like gang_gang since potty train, all that sh_t, you know?
(headshot a n_gga close range, now i got his blood on me)
ain’t n0body ready for this sh_t, n_gga
fresh out the feds, b_tch (ahh)

[chorus: fbg duck]
we got these f_ck n_gga mad, we f_ckin’ they b_tches low_key
she suck on that d_ck for an hour, d_mn near put me to sleep
i tweak, i was too high to let the lil’ b_tch take some pictures of me
peep, i was just broke than a b_tch, i can still feel the pain my knee
the streets, well, they not for everybody
sheesh, headshot a n_gga close range, now i got his blood on me
he gotta go pay a visit to jes’
thiеf, [?] how many you’d be f_ckin’ with me
[verse 1: king yella]
n_ggas so mad that i got back out, got my cloud up with the mac out
i’m a big n_gga likе a mack truck, got a lot of bands in the stash house
couple bands, n_gga, get you knocked off, put your bodied n_gga in the freezer
they be k!llin’ sh_t, don’t believe ’em, all the opps really cheerleaders
have duck shoot out the new beamer, out the roof nailin’ like jesus
i’m back in traffic with a eater, gotta beat the pot for the millions
coke white ones for my children, tired of bein’ broke, gotta get it
gucci flip flops in the winter, fendi shirt made me look slimmer
i’m a real gangster, no pretendin’
check my background, i’ve been a sinner
clout boys, b_tch, we run the city
any opp we see we gon’ k!ll ’em
skeezy gang, b_tch, i’m worth a million
got a bad b_tch, she sicilian
hundred thousand, put it in her p_ssy
ten thousand just to buy her titties, gang

[chorus: fbg duck]
we got these f_ck n_gga mad, we f_ckin’ they b_tches low_key
she suck on that d_ck for an hour, d_mn near put me to sleep
i tweak, i was too high to let the lil’ b_tch take some pictures of me
peep, i was just broke than a b_tch, i can still feel the pain my knee
the streets, well, they not for everybody
sheesh, headshot a n_gga close range, now i got his blood on me
he gotta go pay a visit to jes’
thief, [?] how many you’d be f_ckin’ with me
[verse 2: king yella]
look, hit your block in the alley, uh
catch a opp and catch a body
i’m skeezy gang with a army
lot of glizzies and new tommies
got your baby mama spendin’ money
lot of fifties and new hundreds
(got your baby mama spendin’ money)
(lot of fifties and new hundreds)
talkin’ bleu cheese i just want a bankroll
i just cashed out, bought a new rolls
shot his face now he need a new nose
all this sauce i don’t even need clothes
knocked your b_tch, boy, she seen two folds
all this ice got a n_gga too cold
all this fame, i don’t trust fine hoes
ten toes when i up that pole
loyalty and whole lot of coke
two guns with a whole lot of smoke
bnb with a whole lot of dope
lil’ b_tch, she don’t know how to hope
ganged her up, now she bringin’ me choke
she don’t wanna go broke no more
big lil king daddy_o, i ain’t never goin’ broke no more

- king yella

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