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montannaatm - get with you كلمات أغنية

[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh
get up close, he gone (brr, brr)
face his ass, face his ass (d_mn, milioo, this sh_t fuego, got ’em)
uh

[verse 1]
still chasin’ n_ggas down, boy, don’t get stretched
ain’t no shootin’ out no cars, bounce out, who next?
he was too turnt up, had to put his ass to rest (gone)
he was actin’ too touch, blew the glock at his neck
we gon’ stand over you if i feel you a threat
keep a glock with a switch, i don’t want no tec
micro drac’ in the car, i don’t know how to act (i don’t)
got bodies in the 100s, certified in the ‘raq
snitchk, leave you dead if i think you a rat
hit his face, hit his head, guarantee he a pack
screamin’, “free fa fa,” n_ggas know he a vet (free fa)
in an srt, finna spin your set, in an srt, like where n_ggas at?
fivе n_ggas got popped in the 100s, who next?
two n_ggas stood ovеr, boy, we just gettin’ started
caught an opp with his og, still jumped out sparkin’
and we really spank ass, we don’t do no talkin’ (brr)
catch a n_gga, leave him dead, he’ll never get a pardon
shootin’ sh_t down, it’ll never be a bargain (nope)
b_tch, i really play ball, just call me spalding (play ball)
he was hidin’ out west, shot his ass on halsted
f_ck 12, high_speed, on pulaski, i dog ’em
n_ggas really be b_tches, f_ck the opps, i’ll call ’em
talkin’ ’bout bodies, boy, you n_ggas never caught none
i don’t need a car, lil’ boy, i’ll walk somethin’
finna pour the drank, if it’s drank, i don’t want none
let her give me neck, if it’s weak, i don’t want none
givin’ free smoke through the city, who want some?
n_ggas be cap in they rap, they ain’t on nothin’
micro and a switch, last n_ggas caught both of ’em
‘tanna run for president, the k!llers gon’ vote for him (k!llers gon’ vote for him)
[interlude]
run for president, the k!llers gon’ vote for him
y’all know what the f_ck goin’ on (tanna for president, n_gga)

[verse 2]
i promise you n_ggas be b_tches, they ain’t tryna smoke nothin’ (they ain’t tryna smoke nothin’)
run up on him, put the gun up on him, now he gone, lil’ n_gga, we up one (brr)
we wanted him, but we caught his big homie, on god, we just hit a homerun (we just hit a homerun)
f_ck what a n_gga be talkin’ ’bout, we send him to god, he better not approach nothin’ (he better not approach nothin’)
you like to shoot from a distance, you n_ggas is frauds, i gotta get close up (you n_ggas is b_tches)
wavin’ that b_tch in my hand, he got hit with that rod, lil’ n_gga get rolled up (brr, brr)
7.62 off the rip, split a n_gga apart, we gave him a cold cut (we gave him a cold cut)
he say he a k!ller, he ain’t got that sh_t in his heart, that lil’ n_gga froze up (that lil’ n_gga froze up)
the sh_t we doin’ right now, it’s finna get large, remember i told you (it’s finna get large)
he played them games, we laid his ass down in his yard for thinkin’ he cobra (we layin’ him down)
dirty lean in my soda, pop a b_tch if she givin’ them lo’s up
can’t go back to his hood ’cause he told somethin’
n_ggas never been real, i expose ’em
flip the block with them poles up, he got hit in his head when we rolled up
swing a door on a 392, tap a switch ’cause i seen n_ggas hoed up (’cause these n_ggas b_tches)

[outro]
i seen n_ggas hoed up, uh
he instantly b_tched up
brr, brr

- montannaatm

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