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mick jenkins - strapped كلمات الأغنية

[intro]

[verse 1]
young, n-gga, been sick for a minute
how come you still lost?
what you ain’t noticed the cough?
what you ain’t noticed the sneeze?
bet that you noticed the st–ze
two pennies up in my loafs
stupendous troubles i wrote
waterfalls up through my nose
couple my n-ggas a bunch of these hoes
talkin bout all of our woes
you know how that story goes
well, she was like
‘all this smoke don’t make no f-ckin sense n-gga’
‘sweetie i got these loafers on
i don’ already told you i don’t need your two cents n-gga’
ain’t you heard?
theres dollars in yo pocket if you ride with the freaks
ain’t you heard?
there’s choppers in the pockets o’ these lil n-ggas ridin through the streets
hope you ride with a g, or three
like big boi, so fresh and so clean
hope you can trust in your team
cause if you sleepin on n-ggas around here
they gon’ be stretchin yo dreams
all cause you flexin yo cream
blood is the sweat of the streets
even with sugar it’s never that sweet

[hook]
you gon f-ck around and need a condom for yo heart
cause these n-ggas don’t love
these n-ggas just hate so raw
uncouth, ongaud
you gon f-ck around and need a condom for yo heart
cause these n-ggas don’t love
these n-ggas just hate so raw
uncouth, ongaud
you gon f-ck around and need a

[verse 2]
young black n-gga from the chi’ with a hot head
a pot head
with access to hot lead
‘here, press yo clothes, dirty
open up a couple b-tton-holes, dirty’
walkin’ round thinkin n-ggas bullsh-ttin
white tee look like derrick rose’s jersey
gotta make you quit that, cold turkey
walkin’ round thinkin n-ggas bullsh-ttin
ol’ grille look like ol’ dirty
enter the wu, from 35th up, you gotta enter the zoo
spurs in the street, dawgs on the block
and its chicago’s realest that’s itching to shoot
the pigs is the worst
‘the f-ck you want with a couple kids from the church’?
blacks against walls and our heels in the dirt
and they f-ckin’ up my tommy hilfiger shirt
cos they f-ck with descendants of field n-ggas first
and it hurts
whether lincolns or limos they still see a he-rs-
and thats worse
black whip creeping on a black boy reaching in his backpack n-gga grabbed a black mac made him do a backflip head on the backboard

[hook]

thats all i wanted to say

- mick jenkins

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