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no savage - stand on it كلمات أغنية

[intro]
mob! haha, nah for real
uh
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don’t tote? haha
mob! yeah, hey jourdan, turn me up
haha, b_tch

[verse]
uh, daring a n_gga to think i’m a joke, come to my house, it’s a gun show
not geeking but n_gga i got a new glock and i just wanna know how my gun blow
you saw death, what the f_ck did you run for?
them n_ggas dead ’cause they the ones talk the most
f_cked up the l!ck, shot him quick for a pack of dope
he kept on purping so i got him burnt to toast
i got him k!lled, i ain’t want him with no soul
how they beefing with me sharing each other clothes?
we ain’t gon’ talk ’bout the past, that’s old
can’t say [?] ’cause i know they gon’ fold
oh, he in the way? get him put in the oven then
kick in his door, dropping shots while we running it
don’t give it up, wе gon’ put your ass to a end
when i hopped out all thеy saw was a black [?]
get out with this nickel, i bet he be bent
we f_cked up the hop_in so we had to hop the fence
come to your door, i’ma hit you if you don’t let me in
hop you know these b_tches be sl!ck_ass tricks
all for the money they be on the opps’ d_ck
n_gga turned hot so the picture got cropped in
loyalty real, me and my n_ggas locked in
they like “wop still jamming and sipping that medicine”
you not a threat, you got caught and was telling sh_t
you know the plug? i’m the outlet selling it
only way that them n_ggas gon’ eat if i’m letting it
b_tch, i’m big gg, i let shots out the cartidge
put my heart in the street and bought glocks for my partners
i’m younging and i’m turnt in a h_llcat charger
you don’t know that these b_tches’ll go off a bottle?
right after i pray get the glock and go spark
i heard that your og in jail on cop
which one of you n_ggas want bump with the wop?
come rerock his block with a fully ar
mob, b_tch
everybody know i’m a reaper, mad man
i fly out cali and turn to the bag man
i’m in the hood playing with bombs like pakistan
uh, uh, reach for that cutter and come and attack a man
never be knicked, i be geeking to jack a man
air it out, blow you away with a ceiling fan
you know not to play but you did, you a silly man
must think savage ain’t ready to k!ll a man
drop off monkey nuts, fishing the caravan
i couldn’t shoot him, i beat his ass with the blam
i never knew ’cause i grew up in thirty_seven
wop dropped out ’cause he never could learn math
remember they labeled me dumb, tryna do my bad
i still’ll come back and help while i got a bag
n_ggas gon’ hate so all i know is roadrun
i didn’t f_ck ’cause i found out the b_tch was young
screaming out “mob!” ain’t no way i won’t throw it up
after i spin with the ap i fold it up
that n_gga mad ’cause he found out his b_tch want me
like how the b_tch old tryna f_ck with a rich younging?
he think i’m a l!ck, ain’t no way he gon’ get nothing
foenem tryna take some, he gotta hold one
blanked out, i done flashed out and i blew him up
no surprise, i got this way from me glowing up
don’t think that a rap n_gga like me won’t light him up
sh_t’ll spin when your homie got plucked ’cause you hyped him up
[outro]
mob! b_tch!
better stand on that sh_t you n_ggas be talking about, for real
i ain’t f_cking around with none of you n_ggas
i’ma bring that sh_t to a end, if you said you want a problem with me n_gga, stand on it, ’cause i’m on that, for real

- no savage

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