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lil king (chicago) - collateral damage كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(jay, this one hard)
come on, come on, let’s go
uh, uh, come on, let’s go, uh

[verse]
them n_ggas ain’t playin’ with us (they ain’t playin’ with us)
we’ll hop out and shoot sh_t up (and shoot sh_t up)
the clip hangin’ out, but the wood still tucked (but the wood still tucked)
leg shot, give me that, you ain’t doin’ enough (you ain’t doin’ enough)
uh, i’m way too small and this b_tch too big, what the f_ck am i doin’ with her? (what the f_ck am i doin’ with her?)
uh, i’ll make a pretty b_tch f_ck for a ten, only that, she ain’t gettin’ nothin’ else (you know she ain’t gettin’ nothin’ else)
i’ma keep gunnin’ and gunnin’ ’til they start runnin’, i’m dumpin’ ’til ain’t nothin’ left (i’m dumpin’ ’til ain’t nothin’ left)
if his fat ass fall, then his dumb ass cooked, that lil’ boy got a minute of breath (that lil’ boy got a minute of air)
and i ain’t with the ig games, i don’t beef on the ‘net, put a n_gga whole face on the shelf (put a n_gga whole face on the shelf)
this one n_gga, he still alive, when we catch him, he fried, last time, could’ve died, no tellin’ (it ain’t no tellin’)
all d_mn year, we was outside, choppers was flyin’, opps knew it was ’cause we nail sh_t (we nail sh_t)
i don’t wanna talk, have a b_tch get the lo’, pull up right to his spot like the mailman (come on, come on)
they lost five n_ggas this year, why they sayin’ it’s smoke? if it’s smoke, we gon’ come and inhale sh_t (come and inhale it)
this one set of opps tried to shoot at the crib from the corner, them lil’ n_ggas failed it (they failed it)
for real, they not on sh_t
if rap don’t work, i’ma pick up a brick (i’ma pick up a pot)
new 30s with a vec’, it’s liftin’ (it’s hot)
put this b_tch right on his chest, he hit (we hit him)
caught a shot, n_ggas shouldn’t have been right there with him (right there with him)
i don’t fight, send a f_ck n_gga right to the ‘spital (send him right to the ‘spital)
real sh_t, n_gga play, we gon’ murder them n_ggas (we gon’ murder them n_ggas)
wheelchair got hit, he a turtle, lil’ n_gga (he a turtle, lil’ n_gga)
we caught an opp outside one day by surprise, you don’t even wanna know how we did him (you don’t wanna how we did him)
soon as he heard that— his lil’ ass died, he ain’t even knowin’ who did it (he ain’t knowin’ who hit him)
we put one f_ck n_gga under, then put one more, so i’m knowin’ they sh_tty (so i’m knowin’ they sh_tty)
we clap sh_t up all summer, they don’t want smoke, we’ll f_ck up the city (we been reapin’ the city)

- lil king chicago

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