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maf teeski - magic lyrics
[intro]
(flexin’ on that b_tch, hol’ up)
(can’t rush the vibe, rando)
yeah (foreverolling)
[chorus]
he thought i was bappin’, i threw the whole clip at his ass, yeah, i’m ’bout all this sh_t i be rappin’
my n_ggas don’t think about sh_t, we the first ones shootin’, my scoom bounce out, got to clappin’
his ass got with a sh_ll, he need the er, that’s too much blood for a napkin
his ass got hit with a drac’, that 7.62 split his ass right in half like a fraction
you know i ain’t doin’ no talkin’, gon’ hit they block and clap first n_gga who lackin’
you know that i’m with it in l.a., smokin’ on sp_ce pack, get a whiff ‘fore i open the package
you ain’t never seen one pipe leave two n_ggas dead, on god, i can show you some magic
all in my dm steady woofin’, you tryna get into it, pop out, come and bump me in traffic
[verse]
how you wanna hang with the gang? you ain’t got no gun, your sweet ass can’t come around
your b_tch say she like my voice, shе say i’m one of one, and they pay mе dog sh_t for my sound
long live the kings, b_tch, we wear crowns
pour me a four and watch me drown
and if a n_gga ever get out his body, i got somethin’ to sit his ass right back down
and when i up and wave that b_tton, everybody in the room, they better get down
b_tch, i got thirty up in this stick, when i up and blow, every bullet gon’ count (yeah)
if you don’t got you a glock, you a clown, better not get your dumb ass caught out of bounds
they don’t know when we gon’ hit they block, me and all mines gon’ come unannounced
[chorus]
he thought i was bappin’, i threw the whole clip at his ass, yeah, i’m ’bout all this sh_t i be rappin’
my n_ggas don’t think about sh_t, we the first ones shootin’, my scoom bounce out, got to clappin’
his ass got with a sh_ll, he need the er, that’s too much blood for a napkin
his ass got hit with a drac’, that 7.62 split his ass right in half like a fraction
you know i ain’t doin’ no talkin’, gon’ hit they block and clap first n_gga who lackin’
you know that i’m with it in l.a., smokin’ on sp_ce pack, get a whiff ‘fore i open the package
you ain’t never seen one pipe leave two n_ggas dead, on god, i can show you some magic
all in my dm steady woofin’, you tryna get into it, pop out, come and bump me in traffic
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