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lud foe – recuperate كلمات اغاني

[intro]
gang, ayy, ayy
kid wond3r, you made this beat too? d-mn
no hooks part 2, b-tch, you know how i’m rockin’, n-gga
get your guns up, get your funds up
you on that opp sh-t, get mop stick, b-tch
out west 290 sh-t, ysn, young street n-gga
ayy, gang
ayy, ayy

[verse]
all my n-ggas g-ngb-ng, f-ck the other side
just bought a choppa, now i’m fiendin’ for a homicide
flyest n-gga livin’, i give b-tches b-tterflies
you a street n-gga? boy, your -ss don’t even come outside
get my street sweepers, coroners come and pick my trash up
made it rain in the club, hoes pickin’ cash up
big body rims rub, n-gga, this a fast truck
brian urlacher, b-tch, you know i got my sacks up
four macs in this q7, this a mack truck
big b-tch do a split, drop it, bring it back up
when we doin’ shows, all the hoes, they attack us
yeah, we ball but you fouled out, you shouldn’t have hacked us
tote a strap, n-gga, so don’t get clapped, n-gga
i ain’t got time to box with you, i don’t wanna scr-p with you
you was sleepin’ on me, well, you shouldn’t have took a nap, n-gga
i got you and i know you want your l1ck back, n-gga
i’m from out west, we don’t go to kickbacks, n-gga
my gun big but it don’t got a kickback, n-gga
i rock designer, everything missmatched, n-gga
she get lost with me, i know you want your b-tch back, n-gga
i’m ballin’ hard, you can have her back, i’m tossin’ her, randy mossin’ her
bust a nut on her and make her sister l1ck it off of her
i can’t cuff that b-tch, no, i’m not a police officer
got a lot of haters but the glizzies keep ’em off of us
gucci, louis denim, boy, you still rockin’ hollister
hit the mall with my dawgs and we buy a lot of stuff
if my brother shoot you, i’ma shoot you, it’s a lot of us
should’ve wore a vest, .223 bullets chop you up
he say he gettin’ money but the numbers never add up
if you say you real, what the f-ck you got to act for?
you ain’t down to k!ll, what the f-ck you got a strap for?
you ain’t chasin’ mils, what the f-ck you servin’ packs for?
i f-cked her and her friend, made that b-tch call for backup
you ain’t heard about that last n-gga that got clapped up?
wanna end up like that last n-gga tryna act tough?
addin’ money to my stash house and let it stack up
i’m ridin’ with this baby choppa ’cause i’m ruthless
rims blow your b-tch a kiss, you squarer than a deep dish
get ’em straight up out that water, yeah, like a sea fish
hit your block, then we double back, that’s a remix
i spray the k, then i get ghost like i’m casper
n-ggas broke but i ain’t, what i need a cast for?
don’t be stupid, boy, you know what we get on your -ss for
no face, no case, what you think i got my mask for?
i heard n-ggas on that hate sh-t
these n-ggas broke, gotta face it
i roll me up a swisher and i face it
my rims big, made my car look like a sp-ceship
i just bought another draco with that k clip
i aim it at your nose, give your -ss a face lift
if you ain’t talkin’ money, i don’t want your conversation
i just wanna f-ck you b-tch, i don’t want your relations
stick to that g code, you don’t know your combination
them choppa bullets stoppin’ your blood from circulatin’
the feds tried stoppin’ my trap from percolatin’
but meanwhile, i’m out of town, recuperatin’

- lud foe

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