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lil sheik x sob x rbe x qrealwitdasteel – hit em up pt. 2 كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: daboii]

first off f-ck yo gang and the cl!ck you claim
n-ggas speakin’ on the dead we gone pick his grave
f-ck sh-ttin’ on these n-ggas we gone p-ss in face
this a glock so goodbye you could kiss the fade
heard the gang in they mouth tell me how it taste
and this d-ck so good she don’t know how to take
feds tryna keep tabs b-tch we outer sp-ce
and they ain’t used to showin love so they gotta hate
before they say it to my face it be behind the back
where that full court pressure y’all applyin’ at
if you heard we ain’t the sh-t thats a lying -ss
tryna sound like the gang that sh-t kinda sad
got them demons in my body i stopped fighting back
limo tint ona foreign wit’ all kinds of straps
half these n-ggas ain’t real so they lie and act
getting head while im steerin’ got me driving bad
brodie told me bring the sticks we hittin’ n-ggas up
i’ll give a n-gga sh-lls before i give a f-ck
bullets spread like a germ i be sickin’ stuff
i leave them hoes with shakin’ legs you leave em with the cuffs

[verse 2: lil sheik]

had to put the stick down and bring out the k
took a break from the stu we slidin’ all day
fell in love wit this choppa before i loved a b-tch
leave the school house early just to pull a skit
if i didn’t really live it wouldn’t rap this sh-t
been blowing through a bag before the rap checks hit
couple n-ggas twitter thuggin’ i can’t wait to see em
they don’t wanna see me win i know they hate to see it
gotta couple bands tucked in this big money suit
splash bros with them glocks it was just me and drew
for the love of lil tu i swear we droppin 2
you n-ggas obm sons tryna do what we do
im like jordan to the money chase the bag with the flu
f-ck it t.o hit em up since he actin’ tough
still posted ona s now the chain tucked
you will never catch me slippin qreal ina cuts

[verse 3: qrealwitdasteel]

talkin’ tough ona net you n-ggas not hard
cuz when i see you up in traffic n-ggas cotton soft
talkin to the management tryna call it off
but i ain’t callin’ sh-t off im tryna see bodies fall
press a b-tch cuz she been up on some chimp sh-t
obm rbe we gangin in this b-tch
call up d boi he gone pull up with that .30 stick
lil sheik he dont play with them choppas b-tch
i be slidin through yo section tryna lay some sh-t
call my back street n-ggas they gone pull up quick
speaking ona dead homies we don’t play that sh-t
i’m at yo door mailman real house visits
big money n-ggas know that we bout buisness
we can’t conversate if it ain’t about chicken
how you call yoself playa you ain’t bout pimpin
5 skits in 1 week so who really trippin

[verse 4: yhung t.o.]

and when it’s time to creep ain’t no peace
i got sticks on every glock for n-ggas talkin like its beef
it’s some n-gga that’s gone die you can’t save r.i.p
i know n-ggas that done died i done cried on my knees
so to take anotha n-gga from this earth fine with me
no i might not go to heaven but it sit fine with me
i’m a thug til i die and when i die i’m in peace
but til’ then i want war where no gun fire gon cease
i know n-ggas that be talkin’ like they street they ain’t street
i know n-ggas that be singin’ bout that heat they ain’t me
chain got sn-tched and we slid that’s that sh-t they ain’t see
cuz we don’t do this sh-t for fame b-tch we really in these streets
all these n-ggas say they winnin’ yo b-tch lost in my t–th
with these diamonds in my mouth b-tch i own i dont lease
if it’s smoke srt in that jeep when we creep
broad daylight on feet knock a n-gga off his feet
i ain’t talkin’ to no workers b-tch don’t talk to me
i ain’t sittin with no n-ggas allat small talk cheap
n-gga touch a couple thousand fore’ you small talk wit me
and i only talk m’s so you can’t talk to me
n-ggas sounding like the gang that sh-t getting old
hear the devil in my head he never lead me wrong
my uncle died my brother died sh-t get deep n-gga
and you would stop to type and tweet n-gga before you squeeze n-gga, call the cops when you see the gang f-ck you, f-ck yo b-tch, and the clique you claim (haah) and i’d die with this chain before i take it off and i’d take a n-gga out before i take a loss, n-gga

[outro: yhung t.o.]

f-ck suckas n-gga yea you n-ggas know what time it is n-gga all you n-ggas talkin this bay sh-t n-gga we is the bay n-gga, if you n-ggas gotta problem wit it n-gga run up n-gga do sumn n-gga squeez sumn n-gga, all you n-ggas sendin’ shots on twitter n-gga send shots in real life n-gga ain’t no bulletproof vest n-gga hit me n-gga im waiting n-gga yea n-gga, n-ggas ain’t doin’ sh-t n-gga sob the muhf-ckin gang n-gga rbe b-tch obm b-tch you n-ggas know what time it is n-gga you ain’t claimin that sh-t n-gga f-ck you n-gga if it’s a problem n-gga f-ck you n-gga if you want smoke n-gga f-ck you n-gga it is what it is n-gga it’s gone be that n-gga when i see you n-gga im gone squeeze that n-gga like yo heart n-gga you betta be that n-gga when i see you n-gga f-ck you n-gga you know what time it is n-gga gang

- lil sheik x sob x rbe x qrealwitdasteel

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