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lil king (chicago) - ain't mean to hurt you كلمات أغنية

[intro: star bandz]
(baby, give me some cash)
(they got wooski on the mix)
(you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz) yeah, ha
(coupe)

[verse 1: star bandz]
ain’t mean to hurt your feelings, not sorry, i laughed (i laughed)
cold hearted, hard for me to care and please don’t ask me why, uh (please don’t ask me why)
ridin’ through your hood playin’ i spy with my eye (playin’ i spy with my eye)
i got lil king to my right, a n_gga, play then he gon’ die (grrah, grrah)
the pape’ come in everywhere i go, that’s ’cause i’m a money getter (i’m a money getter)
mark my word, they ain’t no opps, i call them n_ggas chicken tenders (what?)
call him ricky, turn him to a veggie and put him in a blender (ah)
came up a bag, i lost it, then i made it back, i’m just a spender (i’m just a spender)

[verse 2: lil king]
i got racks, i’ll put some paper on a f_ck n_gga head, get the lil’ boy hit up (n_gga, i got racks)
it’s me and lil’ bandz, we poppin’ outside with some bands, we ain’t doin’ no pictures (we ain’t doin’ no pictures)
if i’m hoppin’ out, then lil’ looney hop out, then it’s all gon’ lift up (then it’s all gon’ lift up)
call lil’ ho for the lo’, you know ree and ‘nem slidin’ for sure, we ain’t doin’ no stick_ups, n_gga (we ain’t doin’ no stick_ups)
promototer be wantin’ to book me, you know we ain’t comin’ without it (you know we ain’t comin’ without it)
if it’s one of me, then it’s like three of them, you know i’m shootin’ my way right up out it (you know i’m shootin’ my way right up out it)
i was tryna count, n_ggas lows out, all last week but i know they ain’t comin’ up out it (they ain’t comin’ up out it)
tell the opps sit back, they ain’t gettin’ no cheese, n_ggas die just for textin’ that clout sh_t (n_ggas die just for textin’ that clout sh_t)
[verse 3: star bandz]
yeah, i’m really her, but who am i to say? (uh)
i really ran from nothin’, i’m like, “n_gga, get out my way” (n_gga, get out my way)
no, i ain’t lil’ sis ’cause i’m big dog call me big brother, uh (call me big brother)
think she ain’t on nothin’ ’til i clock back and make it stutter, uh (grrah, grrah)
yeah, i keep it close, he know they can’t play with me (he know they can’t play with me)
my k!llers do it out of love and they’ll clap your brain for free (clap, clap, clap)
uh, rock out in plain jane, it’s just a hundred_dollar tee (ha, ha)
get that paper and brought him out, but it’s free zone until he free (yeah, free zone)

[verse 4: lil king]
i’m not to stuck up or to bougie, let a block b_tch touch on me (real fine)
not really outside, n_ggas do not want to bump, i be ready to bust my glee (i know they do)
he tried to slide and got hit with that fire, we left that lil’ boy by a tree (n_gga died by a tree)
n_ggas don’t come outside, they know we be out tryna slide, this sh_t on repeat (this sh_t on repeat)
they don’t really want no beef, they know we in inhalin’ the smoke and we f_ckin’ the city up (f_ckin’ the city up)
f_ck off some bread for the tab, i couldn’t spend enough
hop in the ‘cat and i make that b_tch giddie up (ha, ooh_ooh)
i ain’t finna play no games, you either gon’ give that sh_t up or the reapers gon’ set it up (the reapers gon’ set it up)
i got this b_tch suckin’ d_ck in the sprinter truck
don’t want you tickets, you n_ggas ain’t lit as us (come on)

[verse 5: star bandz]
i heard that they lookin’ for me, tell her come and get me (come and get me)
i get money and ride in fast cars, he say he wan’ to get in with me (get in with me)
i’m as turnt as i get (uh), couple hundred all i spent (uh_huh)
i ain’t no dummy, got me bent (uh_huh)
by at same time, i ain’t got no sense (no sense)
[verse 6: lil king]
man, f_ck the opps, they make me sick, i been out, bendin’ with my clique (out with my clique)
cross that line, you gon’ get hit, you ain’t never seen a young n_gga shine like this (you ain’t never seen a young n_gga shine like this)
put vvs diamonds all over my wrist
i’m changin’ the climate whenever i step in the room, all the b_tches be all on my d_ck (all the b_tches be all on my d_ck)
catch a n_gga outside, i ain’t tryna get flipped (and you get flipped)

- lil king chicago

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