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loon - you know i get ugly (ma$e diss) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah, yeah, n_gga
boss up

[verse 1]
man, ya’ll n_ggas pay attention
cause it seems i got a problem, got this lil n_gga, got him some green and wanna holla
f_ck boy, he don’t wanna lead, he wanna follow
had to suck d_ck for n_ggas in queens to get a dollar
i’m self_made, n_gga, so i get myself paid
never gainst the grain, throw lead against your brain, your health fade ’cause even the veteran get slayed
n_gga [?] your body will never be the same
you’s a student but now you wanna shoot at master
why you wanna do that pastor, when you die faster?
you see me comin’, you get casper and 50 ain’t your father you dumb b_st_rd
i’m your papa, built like papa, be all up in your face like mock 5
your crew can’t stop i, see me don’t be givin’ me high_fives, you die at the speed of a drive_by
son, i’m like bonsai, hoppin’ outta trees with fatigues with desert ease, you better have some keys or some cheese
or i’ma have to just squeeze one of these and leave n_gga beggin’ the lord please on his knees
i don’t care if you throwin’ bs or them cs, got hollow tips and n_gga you don’t need none of these
no forgiveness, ‘nother statistic, ‘nother rapper found dead with no witness, come on now

[chorus]
you know i get ugly, you know i get ugly
you n_ggas actin’ like gangstas ’cause 50 around
you know that you love me, you know that you love me
cause you been runnin’ my style for like ten years now
you know i get ugly, you know i get ugly
run upon you and strip you [?] down with the crown
n_gga i’m glad you got rich but i thought you’d be sick of keep ridin’ on other n_gga d_ck
you know i get ugly
[verse 2]
n_gga i birthed you, protect you when n_ggas wanted murk you, you lame
why you tryna entertain your new circle, you know me
n_gga in the streets i’m a og, n_gga i’m a key you’s a o.z
f_ck it let’s go deep, tell the whole world why you ran for f_ckin’ a n_gga girl that you know gun a blam, yo runnin’ man
you ain’t nowhere near the son of sam, i’m in the hood more than the number man
sometimes i wonder fam, is this n_gga livin’ in wonderland
three of my n_ggas dead, layin’ six feet deep under sam, brother man
don’t understand your f_ckin’ plan but you gon’ find yourself in a f_ckin’ jam
i am the f_ckin’ man when it come to these streets here, if i say so you can’t eat in these streets here
cause i hold glocks, it’s nuttin’ to close shop and still spit the sh_t get the hoes hot

[outro]
yeah, yeah n_gga

- loon

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