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luh ty - hood testament كلمات أغنية

[intro: luh ty]
yeah, yeah, motherf_cker, yeah, yeah
zee, zee, phew
(xair, let me get that motherf_cker)
yeah, skee, yeah
yo’ b_tch all up on my d_ck, ho, get the f_ck off me
yeah, yeah, n_gga, yeah
phew, phew, skee

[verse 1: luh ty & lil drex]
i don’t like to f_cking talk, nah, i don’t wanna speak (i don’t wanna speak)
yo’ b_tch all up on my d_ck, ho, get the f_ck off me (b_tch, get off me)
i was broke as f_ck, now i’m up, i’m on my feet (i’m on my feet)
you ain’t got no bag, n_gga, you can’t get no feat’ (you can’t get no feat’)
got yo’ b_tch tryna suck me like she need a lease (she need a leasе)
she just want me for my bands, b_tch, you ain’t using me (f_ck outta hеre)
if you broke and you ain’t trapping, n_gga, you sleep (n_gga, you sleep)
riding through yo’ block with lil drex, we just two deep (we just two deep)
we don’t f_ck with opps, n_gga, we don’t do no peace (f_ck no)
and yo’ b_tch wanna f_ck, she said she love my t__th (she love my t__th)
i’m a savage in the coupe like i’m chief keef (skrrt, skrrt)
blew up in this rap sh_t, you in disbelief (p_ssy)
take yo’ b_tch and beat her back in like she my sl_t (yeah)
yo’ ho tryna get me right soon as she see my cut (n_gga, yeah)
we be flexing, dripping out, stepping like some kings (like some kings)
some of my n_ggas from the trenches, wild with them beams
some of my n_ggas real demons, they don’t do no talking (f_ck that)
b_tch, i ain’t no justin bieber, ho, keep walking (f_ck outta here)
when we pull up, better move before we spark it (before we spark it)
smoking opps, sipping drank, got me sleepwalking (got me sleepwalking)
smoking gas, sipping lean, got my eyes low (got my eyes low)
slidin’ through yo’ hood, n_gga, better ride slow (better ride slow)
ran up on some bands, i need like five more (i need five more)
when that check clear, n_gga, it’s time to go (time to go)
man, yo’ b_tch gon’ suck my d_ck when she see them 20s (n_gga, yeah)
talkin’ ‘bout some racks? b_tch, i got plenty (n_gga, yeah)
bad b_tch from the city, pull up to kissimmee (yeah)
skrrtin’ in a h_llcat, n_gga, me and drex (let’s go)
[verse 2: lil drex & luh ty]
if we talkin’ ‘bout that paper, b_tch, i got it (b_tch, i got it)
if you want a pack, pull up at the spot, we got it poppin’ (we got it poppin’)
i just need a perc, a line of wok’, f_ck that henny (f_ck that henny)
we in tally, hope they don’t pull up with them semis (brr, brr)
might just rock amiris, i don’t f_ck with fendi (i don’t f_ck with fendi)
designer on my feet, b_tch, these kicks be k!lling (k!lling sh_t)
streets done did me dirty, mama, look how i’m livin’ (f_ck it)
send a n_gga to the sky, now his soul missin’ (boom)
n_gga better not touch my pendant (h_ll nah)
choppa make him start repentin’ (start repentin’)
n_ggas doubting me like i ain’t the one, b_tch, i’m offended (f_ck y’all talkin’ bout?)
n_ggas sneak dissin’, we gon’ slide up and we end it (f_ck ‘em up)
pull up, let the chopper sing, somebody call a medic (brr, brr, brr)
ran up all these racks, i’m finna take off, just watch how i spend it (ran it up)
still servin’ loads, got 17 bricks like redd_ck (17 bricks)
thought this sh_t was over? nah, b_tch, i’m still goin’ in (still goin’)
if that work don’t lock, n_gga, put yo’ shoulder in (whip that sh_t)
if my p_ss ain’t purple, then i pour again (pour again)
if rap don’t work, then i’m back up in that trap again (back in it)

[outro: luh ty & lil drex]
b_tch, yeah, yeah, n_gga, yeah
f_ck y’all talkin’ bout? we really runnin’ sh_t out here
phew, phew, phew, skee

- luh ty

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