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murs - two step كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: murs]
i always knew life could be super short
ever since they busted out the super sport
brevity, levity, bitter i could never be
young for a n-gga born in the late seventies
heavenly, my wife cause she loves me in spite
of all the crazy sh-t i be saying when we fight
shout a kite to my n-gga locked up, now reese home
making music for the kids, b-tch we grown
put your phone down, look me in the eye
or you can talk that sh-t to another guy
i swear to god i would kick you in the b-tton fly
and jump up and down on your skull ’til you f-cking die
y’all probably want to dance so ignore me
that club life ain’t ever been for me
you basic b-tches just bore me
if i got to buy you a drink you can’t afford me

[hook: murs]
gun shots on a good day
no ski masks, that’s the hood way
little kids wishing that they could play
looking for a hook or something jay-z would say
i got two shots left in my .22 two step
two shots left in my .22 two step
two shots left in my .22 two step
two shots left in my .22 two step

[verse 2: murs]
deuce-deuce in my tennis shoe
hood n-gga brought a burner to the interview
might catch a beef on the bus home
tell them gang-bang bullies get the f-ck gone
in my zone with a brand new playlist
walked right past my ex, didn’t say sh-t
then i changed my mind like, “ay b-tch
tell your new boyfriend he can’t fake this!”
spent my last check on some new kicks
the rest at the movies on my new chick
i got fired on some bullsh-t
snitch, f-ck-boy that i never should’ve fooled with
and i ain’t ever wrote a résumé
but i had my cousin make me one yesterday
i need more hours and some better pay
back when i was hustling that was something i would never say

[hook]
gun shots on a good day
no ski masks, that’s the hood way
little kids wishing that they could play
looking for a hook or something jay-z would say
i got two shots left in my .22 two step
two shots left in my .22 two step
two shots left in my .22 two step
two shots left in my .22 two step

[verse 3: reese 1 of king fantastic]
ten toes down nineteen seventy-nine
southern california dummy repping heavy with mine
these motherf-cking actors are not odd to a factor
k!ller reese one is a cold black b-st-rd
no master, no father, i raise me crazy
a n-gga clean it up, when i had a couple babies
well maybe, just maybe, you get the ’08 me
fresh out the county feeling crazy
no beers in eight months feeling turnt, don’t play me
i used to be a mess my n-gga
only thing could k!ll me was stress my n-gga
had to give that sh-t a rest my n-gga
i just did a couple years, none left my n-gga
i can’t do another stretch my n-gga
so it’s either shut it down, or it’s death my n-gga

- murs

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