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morbid clique & playboy the beast - back to the 90's كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
braingod labs
hahaha hahahah
what you talkin’ ’bout
nineties

[chorus: playboy the beast]
let’s take it back to the nineties, back to the nineties, back to the nineties
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it, nineties)
grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), f_ck it
let’s take it back to the nineties, let’s take it back to the nineties, let’s take it back to the nineties
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it, nineties)
grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding)
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it)
[verse 1: jim jonez]
we talking ’bout selling crack, gotta stay alive (yeah)
steal a car, roll a l, call it new jersey drive (yeah)
you know brown bobby, new jack city, yo block (grrr)
r.i.p. to dmx, shut ’em down and open up shop (get ’em)
f_cking with your boy slicce, fresh prince dripping, will smith (drip, drip)
i’m the king now (drip), jordan fourth quarter, game six (swish, swish)
rolling bars on you rappers, hit you with a blast from the past
house of pain, jump around, n_ggas call me everlast (woo, woo, woo)

[chorus: playboy the beast]
let’s take it back to the nineties, back to the nineties, back to the nineties
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it, nineties)
grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), f_ck it
let’s take it back to the nineties, let’s take it back to the nineties, let’s take it back to the nineties
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it, nineties)
grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding)
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it)

[verse 2: playboy the beast]
let’s take it back to the nineties
underneath the street like that’s where you might find me
young short skinny n_gga but they didn’t wanna try me
the heart of a lion, motherf_cking straight grimy (i don’t care)
h_lla working on my sh_t, i’m like high beams
live and direct like a motherf_cking livestream
locked in a cell, know one day i will live my dreams
i was on that clip sh_t, n_gga’s straight grimy
b_tch who wouldn’t give me time and now i’m all up in that hiney
i hit it from the back, sometimes it reminds me
we came a long way from selling bud up out a high v
i was on that pre_size bleak, need a visine
a circ off the streets, i’m a f_cking og
all my homies have gone may they souls rest in peace
got beef with me p_ssy, be ready to flee
motherf_ckers gon’ die if you beef with the beast
yeah
[chorus: playboy the beast]
let’s take it back to the nineties, back to the nineties, back to the nineties
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it, nineties)
grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), f_ck it
let’s take it back to the nineties, let’s take it back to the nineties, let’s take it back to the nineties
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it, nineties)
grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding), grinding (grinding)
i’ma live it like f_ck it (f_ck it)

[verse 3: just x slicce]
morbid clique, dropping dope on them
i wrote so many bars that i broke the pen
i’ve been knocked out cold but i rose again
no cash spot still, not as broke as them
i can walk a mile with a broken leg
just took an l and went home again
who the f_ck’s mediocre then?
i’m gnarly and a motherf_cking goat for them
we’re back with the nineties sh_t
we ain’t f_cking lost, so be down with this
don’t pass bars, i’m providing it
i can’t say [censored] ’cause i’m white as sh_t
better watch out who you trifle with
clique on the show, give her violences
breaking your neck, ’cause we like that sh_t
you’re mad ’cause your girl wants to ride my d_ck
y’all are mad ’cause i go around
penetrate sh_t like i flow with knives
i need that sniffing of flowing lines
while your boss makes me roll my eyes
i’m on a roll tonight
the flow’s so fire i broke the mic
catch me outside when i choke a dyk_
a foreigns mic and say holy sh_te, holy sh_te
sorry, it’s pumping out grimy’s (grimy’s)
we’re taking it back to the nineties (nineties)
catch these hands if you bite me (bite me)
off stage i make it a crime scene (crime scene)
sorry my little buddy cop, but i’ma knock you out with an uppercut (ugh)
eat a d_ck and then suck it up
’cause the clique is the crew that will f_ck you up
[outro
f_ck you up, f_ck you up, f_ck you up

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