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l5 (rapper) – truereligion كلمات اغاني

[intro: l5]
hot n_gga
l5
i can’t never switch on, huh
f_cked her with that n_gga, huh
man, you know i’m rockin’—

[chorus: l5]
i can’t never switch on gang, f_cked her with that n_gga phew
and, b_tch, i can’t switch my religion, in the booth, i’m rockin’ trues
wanna play like he got dropped, boy, when you slide, hang out the roof
7.62 sling out the drac’, you get caught, your ass through
it’s me and ben verse all these n_ggas, swear to god i don’t give no f_ck
yeah, it get cold and i got racks, so, n_gga, you know i had to cuff
you dumb as f_ck for payin’ for drops, you not gon’ spin, boy, try your luck
i’m so glad i’m seein’ racks, ’cause sh_t was startin’ to get rough

[verse 1: l5]
sh_t was startin’ to get wicked
spin an opp drop so many f_ckin’ times, them n_ggas dizzy
you bought a box and threw that b_tch up on your glock, so how you missin’?
all these b_tches in my ear, yeah, they mad ’cause i’m ain’t trickin’
all these n_ggas on my d_ck, get the f_ck up off my body
lil’ b_tch been suckin’ d_ck, free ho top me in the lobby
n_ggas talkin’ ’bout a deal, give no f_ck, i’m still poppin’
and i’m slidin’ on this b_tch, i rock out like a_rocky
n_gga switched on his kind, oh, that p_ssy not real
and we smokin’ on lil, huh, n_ggas know who caught that k!ll
b_tch, i pop out with lil deko, he can’t wait to pop the seal
free j5, ayy, f_ck that boy, down the road, his ass a meal
bad_ass like michael jackson, big bro got racks, but still trappin’
doo_doo_doo when i’m off addy, his mouth gone, that switch be clappin’
n_gga got me in my mood
n_gga came still af, i step, i might pop out givenchy shoes
swear you got that lil’ ho in a blitz, she sent our brother nudes
p_ssy boy, i’m never lyin’, creep out the cut, yeah, b_tch, you dyin’
he diss lil hot, his ass flyin’
[chorus: l5]
i can’t never switch on gang, f_cked her with that n_gga phew
and, b_tch, i can’t switch my religion, in the booth, i’m rockin’ trues
wanna play like he got dropped, boy, when you slide, hang out the roof
7.62 sling out the drac’, you get caught, your ass through
it’s me and ben verse all these n_ggas, swear to god i don’t give no f_ck
yeah, it get cold and i got racks, so, n_gga, you know i had to cuff
you dumb as f_ck for payin’ for drops, you not gon’ spin, boy, try your luck
i’m so glad i’m seein’ racks, ’cause sh_t was startin’ to get rough

[verse 2: lil rae]
sh_t was startin’ to get real, sh_t was startin’ to get a lil’ tragic
we was lit before the deal, these n_ggas talkin’ ’bout smoke, let ’em have it
f_ck n_gga makin’ a diss while i’m out the roof ’cause these beat motherf_ckers be clappin’
i’m on whatever he on, don’t play with kente, i’m screamin’, “what the f_ck is a tragic?”
i got racks inside my pocket glitchin’ and i’m laid up with a baddy
heard them racks he postin’ counterfeit, i guess lil’ buddy ain’t havin’
smoke chaser, yeah, that’s me
you better put you a box on the back of that glock, gotta have you a switch with me
got thirty shots, godd_mn, plus thirty shots, b_tch, i’m with baby 3
i hit the b_tch, then say she gotta go, lil’ ho can’t stay with me
lil’ ho can’t spend the night, he outta line, let’s get him right
glock 23 with the glow sights
me and lil ky poured a four in our sprites, on god

- l5 rapper

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