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nick nayko & murda mac - fuel (remix) كلمات أغنية

[intro: nayko]
k!lling my mom with a 30 round
(cause she came to play on my side of town)
now she going going going going down (look yeah look)

[verse 1: nayko]
the mighty gang don’t play with bullsh_t
im throwing her body into the pond
mom told me layla is in trouble
but it probably for no reason again
so now burning the wood cuz this murder is not gonna be miniature
i been minding my business but she turned into a f_cker
so now i’m k!lling this beat like im nick dahmer
(cause my mom lying about sh_t so she deserves to burn)
she better pray cause this song is like a bullet in the chamber
now this b_tch is hurting
and this murder is gonna be k!lling for her defending
rip to tiffany wood on my shirt nurse first dirt better work f_cker
she apparently want layla dad in court (ay)
but cause you broke her phone you ain’t winning (okay)
she broke she gained weight always acting like a mistake
she fake thinks i play her lies flat like a pancake
mom always wants to hate now i covered her with red paint
she is brain dead full of lame and she thinks she can play
with the mighty gang when we can murder her all ways
she denying i broke the metal gate
when i did that with no game plan
mom like (on layla go to your room you’re grounded)
when mj never even gets grounded
but don’t you get me hyped up mom (okay)
i f_cked you more than once then you got backup
i dribble then bounce it backwards count your bullsh_t
you just a midget so about you shut the f_ck up
cover up shut up call the cops
(um you talk lots of smack but can’t back it up)
you are a f_g so i rack k!lls up
you’re just a p_ssy cat mixed with a platypus
ugly cow brotha you has f_cked up
i said (tiffany why haven’t you shut up)
i won’t argue this b_tch dumb as f_ck
cause i know they ain’t for real
when they be going down down down down (do_do_do_do)
[chorus: murda mac]
if she run out of bull, i won’t
(what the f_ck she gon’ say? sh_t if i don’t)
it’s just all bull
all all all down, dow_dow_dow_dow (take that hoe down)

[verse 2: murda mac]
that scars the f_ck out of us
for a couple stays (brrt)
been lettin’ this b_tch play (brrt)
from that day that i met hate (brrt)
so you finally gon catch it (i guess it’s just fate) (brrt)
from the second set relay play (what?)
i gon pass play (what?)
do not test me i got the speed (why?)
cause like 4 homies from the race stay (yeah)
we can just say (what?)
i’m like a h_a_t_e_r (yeah)
got so many plays (plays), plays (huh)
(wait, he didn’t just spell the word hater and leave out some plays, did he?) (yep)
(p.l hey as in hey rest in pieces, hey)
get packed, both of y’all should be not living (yep)
but i ain’t tryna beef with them (nope)
cause she might put a rule on me (like ain’t there before added)
and that’s the only way you’re gonna be sk!llful (ay) (nah)
ain’t gonna be on no beat silly (yeah)
i beat the beat silly, on the grind like skating and she just hating
(call me i’m too busy raving) (why?)
(you think it’s valid? wait, this b_tch just raging)
diss me and it gon be petty (nah)
used to be not tall then i grew a little each day ‘til i became top
(like james todd, now your arms are too short to bk brawl)
indeed, they small like i ain’t gon stop (woo)
my new bent bent your truck by far just imagine cause you ain’t got one
(b_tch i’m so tall)
you either become a pack or get a stack but you gon get stacked wit all them k!ll em on the beat
cause you must be on base if you’re thinkin’ you can leave a scar (yeah)
(but if i break down imma get you) (what?)
it’d turn you to a scr_per tag i got you too
(kyle rittenhouse, spittin’ rounds, the facts like boots) (look out, like, “brrt”)
cause they fit the shoe b_tterfly effect i don’t f_ck wit you (woo)
neither was that, (big sister f_ck you too)
(i don’t condone violence at schools) (nah)
but i can’t get these b_tches out the phone on my bed (he factual, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll)
she’s putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup
got the most content on the continent
and her backhanded compliments break my confidence (i’m a)
a cross of common sense and incompetence (uh)
i’m cognitively conjunctionizing my vocab that’s your consequences
of accomplishments accomplished through competition
i’ve conquered and conked her into unconsciousness
though conscious, i conjure this king von and just
(call me put up 28 up at gleesh place) (woo, my bad)
but n0body’s sixteen’s are touching
(f_ck docking fdt ain’t no fbg dissing from atl hit em wit the hate disses from h_ll)
clutchin’ the nine millimeter, tuckin’ the heat
got the toaster like an english m_ffin
(no, i mean toast to like from drink to f_cking)
but it’s in a holster, i proceed to bust and
(f_ck around and get popped like kesha)
(like i’m p diddy in the morning that’s what she say in contrast that’s straight fact)
(coup de grâce then right between the f_ckin’ eyes)
shoot ‘em all in if you think you’re f_ckin’ with me
you’re gonna suffer the f_ckin’ repercussions
the reaper’s comin’, a heathen, i see her crumbling
i keep replenishing fuel while the beat i’m punishin’
[chorus: murda mac]
if she run out of bull i won’t
(what the f_ck she gon’ say? sh_t if i don’t)
it’s just all bull
all, all, all, down, dow_dow_dow_dow (take that hoe down)

- nick nayko murda mac

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