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nas ebk – fuck 14 كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: nas ebk]
like why n_ggas mention my name ?
catch me a bunny, i up it and flame
like how many opps got hit?
bando got hit, yusef got hit
roll to the eight don’t run don’t trip
i spot yusef, then his body gon’ flip
roll to the eight don’t run, don’t trip
i spot yusef, then his body gon’ flip
it’s a new opp in the air
anthony died, crashing the whip
rah rah he died, flock at the lyft (like what?)
jiggy man what? you is a b_tch
and yo’ lil’ sister got hit, still ain’t do sh_t (like how?)
smoking ya pops, it could get lit (like what?)
i spot a jiggy, i empty the clip (like what?)
shot by a dyk_, he got hit in his hip
[verse 2: chii wvttz & tg crippy]
number one, “keep ya pole up”
n___ died , cus he froze up
number two, “you better just shoot”
b_tch i back out the v put it right in thе coupe
number three , “nevеr trust no b_tch”
got shot in the telly, got lined by a smooch
number four , “better do what you do”
cus if i catch a n____ we mix while i shoot
number five , “better have you a [?]”
if you spin through the sev , body flipping the coupe
number six , “i predicted this sh_t”
she be sucking and swallow and crews
number seven , i’m a demon and sh_t
i be leaving n____s on the news
number eight , keep squeezing this sh_t
get booked with a chop , n____ i refuse
number nine, leave him bleeding and sh_t
n____s already knew that they was gon’ lose
number ten , i be peeping this sh_t
n____s ya mans they be sneaking and sh_t
gang , i thought i was tweaking and sh_t
got me a b_tch she a freak on the d_ck
gang, and i’m back in the town with the sitchy
smoking on rah tell em’ n___s get with me
and them hollow tips burnin’ his kidneys
bullets start taking his weight , his skinny, gang
and them hollow tips burnin’ his kidneys
bullets start taking his weight , his skinny, gang
and them n___s keep dissing on jayrip
n___s is soft and they b_tches is basic
and them n___s keep dissing on jayrip
n___s is soft and they b_tches is basic
peep the opp, he was tryna’ get low
can’t run got the beam on the scope
i got the wheel, you could flock at the o’s
lil’ g said, “you know how it go”
hang out the window, he letting it go
boy tried to run he got shot in the toe
i keep it on me everywhere i go
since everybody want to claim that they a o
cross a o like tic_tac_toe
doa be the gang, n_ggas already know
wait, yeah i got booked for the pole
when i came back home, had the chop in the crib
tried to spin it i’m flocking the whip
can’t forget about mex n_gga died in the whip
and my mom keep saying, “stop flocking and sh_t”
i done seen a grown man get flocked by a kid
free my n_ggas that’s doing a bid
most of them n_ggas is doing some years
can’t forget blockwork is a kid
he saying names, what the f_ck he done did?
n_ggas know he ain’t never did sh_t
if i spin through the hill then i’m making it lit
been a whole year, dubskii in a spliff
tell me why n_ggas never did sh_t?
chase pop out we gon’ spin in the whip
spot a vato then he getting hit
we make movies, y’all make clips
n_ggas better remember that sh_t
and if we got beef we ain’t deadin’ that sh_t
deuce 5 in the shoe tryna’ dump out the whip
free za, i’m fried, i’m smoking on nick
mix it with lotti’ that sh_t got a kick
drilly to the blixky the f_ck is that sh_t?
n_ggas better start lacing they kicks
tg here, don’t run, don’t trip
i’m just praying a f_ck n_gga slip
lvk, put a well on the list
i said f_ck it put rell in a spliff
smoking on dubskii, so what?
mix it with caine, that sh_t got a punch
got it on me, walkin’ like i’m drunk
if i spot me a vato, i’ma hit ’em up
and daooter can suck my d_ck
we was smoking on dubs, you ain’t hittin’ this spliff
movin’ tact with the grip in the whip
if you run up on us, then you gon’ be a spliff
movin’ tact with the grip in the whip
if you run up on us, then you gon’ be a spliff
[verse 3: set da trend]
i ain’t shootin’ from deep, i’ma walk up, get closer
so many deads, who the f_ck i’ma roll up?
said that you spinnin’, but you never showed up
know i’m droppin’ the fours, we do not get jiggy
poppin’ the yellow, he got popped
how many n_ggas done died on your block?
smokin’ jiggy man pops, know i do that a lot
smokin’ jiggy man pops, yeah, i do it a lot
tp, pass me the lu, rah ain’t bussin’ enough (lu, lu)
think i’m lackin’, you see me, you better just duck
up this glock with a hundred, i’m coolin’ with dupp’
tryna run up, try your luck (try your luck)

- nas ebk

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