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krispylife kidd & rmc mike - fight this shit كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
ayy, mike, help me, i’m tryna fight the percs off
undeniable distance, i hit him close, knocked his shirt off
just dug up this .38, i had to wash the dirt off
hit dog hat from long range and knocked the words off

[verse 2: rmc mike]
two ratchet b_tches in my bed now havin’ a squirt_off
bullets so big that if i miss, it knock the curb off
her main n_gga went out cowardly, i’m a courage dog
the only reason that that n_gga up ’cause i encouraged dog

[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
ooh, i like the whole relationship
if you don’t like me, then f_ck you, you basic b_tch
you mixin’ baby phat with gucci, you distasteful b_tch
one day i got so mad and almost maced my b_tch

[verse 4: rmc mike]
hate white people so much, last night, i f_cked a racist b_tch
a week ago, wе shot the club up and got a waitress hit
all my diamonds came vvss, thеre ain’t no fakin’ sh_t
my young n_gga head so f_cked up, he got a baby lynched

[verse 5: krispylife kidd]
i’ll set the glock down and break your sh_t
you claim this straight drop? i can’t taste this sh_t
i send my cousin— ah, i can’t say that sh_t
boyz and iur, we up next, i know you hate that sh_t
[verse 6: rmc mike]
hit my n_gga sister, then fold her brother on some dre_o sh_t
knocked his ass out one punch on some k.o. sh_t
d_mn, that n_gga might be dead, i need to lay low quick
every day, i’m ridin’ with the b’s, on my j.o. sh_t

[verse 7: krispylife kidd]
makin’ plays in atlanta, i been trippin’ south
if you wanna f_ck my b_tch face, i’ll pimp her mouth
i don’t really do the fake friends, i could do without
home renovation with this b_tch, i could flip a house
if i ain’t president in my hood, i should’ve ran for it
seen my uncle make fifty thousand off an android
this all rap money, but i could’ve scammed for it
dog tried to slide, knocked out the dashboard

[verse 8: rmc mike]
well, i’m the mayor of my hood, n_ggas know what’s crackin’
my n_gga in the wheelchair pop you, shout out n0ble patrick
hit a n_gga with this cannon quick, yeah, i’m photo_matic
cut the b_tch off, she can’t suck d_ck and so dramatic
we can’t even conversate if you ain’t got a global status
slide down in a pickup truck, finna unload ratchets
nowadays, n_ggas come soft like clothes fabric
i got so much faith, i drove to the d.o.e., n_gga, no cappin’
[verse 9: krispylife kidd]
could still get you a half for eighty_five
my granny got a friend that still sell green ten a line
cousins tried to hit my b_tch, i f_cked his for the pride
did some sh_t in broad daylight, i ain’t care to hide

[verse 10: rmc mike]
i got a thing for f_ckin’ hoes with different languages
my main b_tch caught me in a new entanglement
i ain’t wanna pop the ho, so i strangled her
woke the b_tch up and had s_x, i got a thing for her

- krispylife kidd rmc mike

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