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lil rome - beautiful struggle كلمات أغنية

[chorus: sliddah]
sliddah
it’s some k!llers, on my life, but they ain’t takin’ that
they off for lil’ bro every night, and he ain’t takin’ that
push up on a n_gga, broad day, and push his facials back (boom! boom!)
tryna hide my bodies, big bro shining with silver plaques
this that murder talk, only k!llers know about that thermostats
and when you catch a body, that feeling gon’ be like love, attach
it’s gon’ make you sick if you can’t double back
but since i’m slidin’, i’ma stick to rap
sliddah (gang)

[verse 1: sliddah]
t– these streets getting back, cold
i’m finna make him hide (brrt)
this fully in this chop, so when i knock you n_ggas better flock (on god)
’cause if you n_ggas don’t, that’s on my sons, somebody getting shot
and when somebody pop, oughta be another body drop
back to the spot to bro, sliding to swap out these glocks
looking for big sliddah, i’m in the zoo, still on the same block
i’m where it’s hot, throwin’ shots, these fully’s gon’ hop
shooting, rapid fire out these glocks when all shot ’til the lock (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
[?] ’bout that cam, we on the same clock
steppin on these k!llers from my smack, i [?]
b– been tryna k!ll n_ggas, i need blood to release on my shockers (on god)
me and [?], twin filly nillys(?), we really a problem (problem)
snakey in the back, he keep a slap, just waiting for drama (free blood)
when you on the other side of this filly, that sh_t be too trauma (brrt)
i mean traumatic, shots fired, then glass gets to crackin, tires get to scratchin’
keep a pole, i ain’t with all that lackin’ (arr)
suckas tryna blast, they f_ck clutchin, i’m uppin’ my ratchet (f_ck)
he in a white tee, i got the drop, i’ma ketchup his napkin (yeah)
pack, throwing me out behind that green, i need all my cabbage (where to?)
i whispered in her ear: “shawty, you cute, but where is your baggage?”
careful, that’s my buddy, [?], watch how quick that i slap it (free k40)
baby like my style, i’m a demon, with me she relaxing (dead homies)
getting n_ggas gone, you heard ball, we step on team captains
baby like my style, i’m a demon, with me she relaxing
[chorus: sliddah, lil rome]
it’s some k!llers, on my life, but they ain’t takin’ that
they off for lil’ bro every night, and he ain’t takin’ that
push up on a n_gga, broad day, and push his facials back (boom! boom!)
tryna hide my bodies, big bro shining with silver plaques (on g_o_d)
this that murder talk, only k!llers know about that thermostats (got a few)
if when you catch a body, that feelings gon’ be like love, attach
it’s gon’ make you sick if you can’t double back
but since i’m sliddah, i’ma stick to rap (ayy, ayy, apes)

[verse 2: lil rome]
big ape, i’m in the ap’s
thinking ’bout that first one when i’m clutchin’ on this a’skey, he ain’t squeeze
so it’s only right we chase him, he can’t breathe when them fmj’s embrace him
don’t take that diss so lightly n_gga, i suggest you not to pop it n_gga
brother know i’m steppin’, ain’t no questions if i got the n_gga
for all my n_ggas with me: if you rollin’, then i’m rockin’ with you
speaking on the apes, we cross paths and then he got his issue, ay
we got these fully’s, we got chops ’round
posted in the mob everyday, i hold the block down, pop out
even the homies feeling opped_out, free kay fully(?), when he yanks, i like to chop shout
set a demonstration, f_ck a conversation
murder on my mind and another bodies when i’m contemplating
they telling my ‘i can make’, i’m still thuggin’, i’m tired of waiting
posted in front of sh_t, i’m ’til the door, i’m getting tired of staking
n_gga

- lil rome

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