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lazer dim 700 - know freestyle كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
real trap sh_t
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
uh_uh

[verse]
sippin’ on drank got me wobblin’, yeah
catch a big brain, she got a bobblehead
middle of the hood, takin’ f_ckin’ meds
i wake up with these straps in my f_ckin’ bed
run a n_gga down for his sh_t, he gotta run away
p_ssy n_ggas fishy f_ckin’ greedy, he a f_ckin’ fake
make it rain in that f_ckin’ b_tch, gotta break the bank
shoot a n_gga if he tryna take, what the f_ck he think?
turn a n_gga brain to lasagna, bust his f_ckin’ brain
p_ssy n_gga lookin’ for lil’ lazer with the f_ckin’ gang
or probably f_ckin’ on your b_tch (your b_tch)
or probably countin’ this sh_t (sh_t)
and i still trap that b_tch out on a rainy day
this the drank in my f_ckin’ stomach, i ain’t gainin’ weight
parched_ass blunt, what the f_ck? throw the blunt away
what the f_ck you think i’m finna pay for a pint of drank?
catch you with autumn, we slime out your whole gang
i don’t supposed to be drivin’, i’m still on the freeway
pull up surprisin’ just like it’s your b_day
need to free lil’ bruh, then we pop sh_t on three_way
n_ggas sendin’ smoke up and they duckin’ and sh_t
they done let the gang in, we got sticks in that b_tch
all on drugs, i’m on all this sh_t (all of these drugs)
n_ggas be hoes, these n_ggas ain’t on sh_t (n_ggas be hoes)
too many hoes, these b_tches get flipped
pull up and f_ck on your b_tch, then i dip, yeah
we pull up and air the block out, yeah
we pull up and air your sh_t out
dripped the f_ck out, can’t pr_nounce what i wear
two different za, blow this sh_t in the air
yeah, two different hoes, that’s a pair
yeah, i’m poppin’ out, got awareness
ballin’, fire hot like a furnace, yeah
keep the b_tch goin’, it be runnin’, yeah
50_round in my backpack, yeah
n_ggas can’t come to my block, no
any little ho gotta f_ck, lil’ bro
on the stage, hand me that mic, my trophy
n_gga pull up, tryna spike my motion
finesse god, i been workin’ my other one
breakin’ in, i been with my lil’ brother
perc’ 10, they gon’ ask you want one
geek fiends on my block, they just get high
n_gga might try to rob my plug, i gotta walk ’em out
whole gang on these motherf_ckin’ drugs
dripped the f_ck like i just walked through a puddle
shoot through that crowd, better get out that huddle
b_tches gon’ f_ck ’cause my neck full of water
air your sh_t out, we pull up with these cutters, yeah, yeah
i’m smokin’ on motherf_ckin’ za, yeah
i’m smokin’ that motherf_ckin’ za
man, this stuff lit, i can’t give up that drop
five percent tint, f_ck that ho at a park
straight to the trench, i get back to that block
beat down her block, my speakers gon’ knock
f_ck, f_ck

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