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lil king (chicago) - investigation on princeton كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
huh, come here, where the f_ck is you goin’, lil’ n_gga? (lmc, give me some game)
y’all know how the f_ck we comin’, man
free nono, free lil go, n_gga, free the whole clan

[verse]
huh, we’ll go stand on a n_gga ourself (on a n_gga ourself)
shots to his chest got him gaspin’ for breath (got him gaspin’ for breath)
it ain’t a lot of him, i’m tryna get it up out of him, all i see is blood spill (all i see is blood spill)
i’m on the 8 with a chopper and it’s forty_five in it, i left the switch in the crib (i left my switch in the crib)
big guns, we got a lot of ’em, you could come try it, you know you gon’ die with your bl!ck (come on, you know you gon’ die with it)
every day, i’m gettin’ pape’, but that don’t even matter, the wholе ‘raq know that we lit (whole ‘raq know that we lit)
i don’t got sh_t for a n_gga, whеn i ain’t this happy, them n_ggas weren’t givin’ me sh_t (them n_ggas ain’t give up sh_t)
n_ggas talk tough on the ‘net just to get a lil’ clout ’til lil’ brodie hop out, get to spittin’ (he hop out, get to spittin’)
ain’t nan’ opp stood on sh_t, how the f_ck you come shoot up the whole d_mn party and ain’t hit sh_t? (how the f_ck you come shoot up the block and you miss?)
in the back of the black with a .223, bad b_tch on the side, some thick sh_t (she thick)
i done ran up a whole d_mn hundred and somethin’ in a week, they could tell we been rich (b_tch, we been rich)
i don’t wanna talk no more, b_tch, i’m gettin’ pape’, i’m doin’ sh_t you ain’t did (they ain’t did)
lil’ bro put an opp on the floor and that n_gga ain’t die, but he d_mn near knocked off eight limbs (mm, come here)
why you dive with the ones who can’t swim? (come here)
brodie caught some lil’ shots and he ate them (where you goin’?)
tryna tweak with the clan, n_gga gon’ get k!lled, you know that we stand on all ten
we applyin’ that pressure, forever, it’s smoke, b_tch, we knockin’ off any and every man (we knockin’ ’em off)
i been sippin’ on lean, b_tch, i’m pourin’ up fours, all this purple sh_t makin’ my head spin (it’s makin’ my head spin)
it’s too many dracs in the whip, i don’t think you won’t shoot at me (i don’t think you won’t shoot at me)
ran this sh_t up by myself, ain’t no you and me (n_gga, ain’t no you and me)
i was outside with a drac’ and a coolin’ kit ready to burn them n_ggas (i got drac’ with a coolin’ kit)
my cousin ‘nem taught me to clap, i am not really new to this (i am not really new to this)
come through the 8 with an eight, get your shooter hit (come get your shooter hit)
i’m in a hot with lil’ nuni tryna burn them n_ggas (yeah, i’m tryna burn them n_ggas)

- lil king chicago

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