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lionel b – racks on ya head كلمات اغاني

i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga

all my shooters is crazy
them n_ggas go dumb
ain’t no talkin or tellin
from where we come from
we rolling like micky ds
we get that beef done
another funeral shirt
that says the streets won
i’m good in every project
my n_gga check the rep
my goons like bobby brown n_gga
we follow every step
i’m like a janitor, leaving the whole
city swept
you catching clout for sucker sh_t
it’s time to intercept

don’t make me run to the mf car
and comе back wit dem sticks
have you jumping over walls, havе you climbing up trees, you know that florida sick
have you duckin down low, put a tag on ya toe, we on sum crazy sh_t
toys r us, guns go bust, it’s something in the water b_tch
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga

(yung booz)
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i don’t give a f_ck who scared n_gga
you a little p_ssy ass n_gga, you on my dog
f_ck who ran with em
ya’ll little n_ggas ain’t sh_t
n_gga no k!lla
n_ggas a dead n_gga
i know n_gga
n_gga you dead for real
get on ya head n_gga
you ain’t go rob nothing
you ain’t pop no glizzy
you ain’t gone shoot on nothing
n_gga send shots you missing
b_tch i’m straight out the bricks
i told that n_gga i’m on my mission
i ain’t never sold no dope, but i seen dope cook in all
the kitchens
i might rob a n_gga, ain’t no tic tac toe
n_gga i’ll wack a n_gga, f_ck it i keep me a pole
ain’t no vvs’s, i might slug up gold
i might slump a body
sh_t that’s all i know
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga

(carolina hood rich)
put racks on a f_ck n_gga head
speaking on me, leave a hoe n_gga dead
b_tch i’m a slide out this b_tch like it’s a sled
i don’t wanna talk if it ain’t about bread
chop off the top, ain’t talkin bout a coupe
ain’t got no camera, i’m ready to shoot
i’ll spit on yo block, n_gga f_ck a recruit
big donald start steppin, you know what to do
got them diamonds like sierra leone, they hate
cuz they can’t do sh_t that we on
r.i.p. kobe, i’m ballin like lebron
b_tch i’m a creep, better hope you don’t sleep wrong
i got them racks in the bank, f_ck swiping a card
i got racks in the safe
he soft in the streets, got a pack ya and save
dog go back to church, just stay in ya place
i got the juice, like pac that’s my world
i want the money the diamonds and pearls
don’t step to me wrong, cuz you might lose ya life
i’m known to go dumb, wit the glock and the knife
we show know pity, get nitty and gritty
might dodge the .40 but can’t dodge the bl!cky
i’m the top artist to come out my city
it’s still f_ck my city, cuz they don’t f_ck wit me
i’m already great n_gga pass me the torch
ain’t breaking no sweat, treat this game like a sport
i’ma slam dunk when the ball in my court
these bowl coming half off, like it’s some shorts
shout out lb, got me poppin for real
never knew he would find this in the bill
f_ck all that talkin let’s pull us a drill
you step in that field, and you die in that field
b_tch

i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga
i’ll put racks on ya head n_gga

- lionel b

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