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no savage - ticket كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(geraldo liive on the track)
yeah, yeah

[verse]
so many fans and people that want me to drop, i do this sh_t for the trenches
i got a whole lot of n_ggas that’s fightin’ the feds, so many racks get sent
that n_gga know how his man got tapped in the head, but them n_ggas still ain’t spinned
you n_ggas callin’ it quit out after somebody dead, so you n_ggas can’t be missed
i’m still trappin’, i’m makin’ ridiculous money like now i could wake up and give me a twenty
i keep me a black, come take somethin’ from me
it’s check after check, i repeat it, a hundred
try takin’ my sh_t, turn his ass to a mummy
i ain’t drink in a minute, it f_cked up my tummy
bro droppin’ the switch and it sound like a tommy
go check my account, it got so many commas
they know i don’t play with no b_tch, i’ma switch her
i don’t gotta stay with the men, but i’m with h’em
he know what he owe, he don’t pay, i’ma split him
they never get back, n_gga die, they forget him
like, how you ain’t go, b_tch, wasn’t you with him?
i turn on the scope, when i spin, i could pick up (guapo)
it’s a brand_new switch, i’ma pull it and whip him
put a beam on the stick, throw it right in the river
yeah, n_gga, i’m rappin’, but i got a name from k!lling
soon as an opp gets slain, they quittin’
i’ma pay off the trap, we ain’t gettin’ evicted
not in the hood ’cause they say i’m the ticket
never let up ’til they know i’m the biggest
try to be there, but the b_tch too vicious
suck my d_ck and she say it’s delicious
after she eat the sh_t up, she’ll l!ck it
them n_ggas rap, but they know who the sickest
somebody diss and he got caught slippin’
you know we get over top with them b_tches
i put an ounce in the pot in the kitchen
i’m out the way when the law keep blitzin’
lookin’ for me, and you know i ain’t missin’
i’m with the men and you know they ain’t b_tches
yeah, yeah (yeah), one n_gga got in the way and he died that day
so many dracs filled up in this one lil’ ca, b_tch, we only slide this way
thought it was safe, kept f_ckin’ that young_ass bop ’til his ass got hit in his face
i wan’ know, how the f_ck did you run from the glock if the b_tch filled up with them traces?
pull out the iron, i whip it and flatten his ass, i do a whole lot of straightenin’
never was lyin’, i told him i been had a bag, i been a whole lot of places
send her a text ’cause she ain’t pick up in a week, b_tch, i don’t do no breakin’
i’m out of town, you hit me and told me i’m weak, i don’t even know why you fakin’
’cause you see the b_tches around and i don’t get sleep, b_tch, what the f_ck, is you hatin’?
know how to do what i do, but i don’t be cheap, i treat a b_tch and her baby
they know how i ball, b_tch, guapo mcgrady
i knock somethin’ off and i swapped the mercedes
it’s loss after loss, it’s drivin’ me crazy
i know what it costs in the life of a tay, let’s go
i went to jail, but i’m right back ready (yeah, yeah)
three more years and i’m right back heavy
two block trucks, got shots in the chevy
broke_ass opp got clapped out of heli
i put the nut in her face, it’s confetti
i got a gun on my waist in the deli
no, i ain’t pac, i’m the new makaveli
brand_new goose, b_tch, this not a pelle
i got a fn, shoot no pellets
i got a whole lot of smoke, i inhale it
i know i’m not ;posed to tote, i’m a felon
soon as he think i ain’t got it, i wet him
them n_ggas only come out by the weather
them n_ggas only could walk if i let them
we heard a lot of the talk and we steppin’
one_handed gl!ck, still scorin’ like beckham
money, huh, cash, yeah, she told me i’m livin’ too fast
yeah, switches, huh, flash, huh, this sh_t hittin’ way too fast
yeah, b_tches, huh, trash, huh, my old b_tch went in the past
yeah, snakes, grass, huh, i started mowin’ they ass
yeah, i started blowin’ they ass
heard his right hand dead and he mowin’ his main
put the switch up, the trap goin’ gram after gram
i done walked out the spot with like two hundred bands
i done told them that sh_t, but they thought i was playin’
i’ma get something k!lled ‘fore i go on the ‘gram
came up in this sh_t, wasn’t none of this planned
hit a block, we done hopped out another sedan
still in the city sellin’ the diddies
shootin’ them switches, makin’ them dance
know i’m the biggest, sh_t gettin’ wicked
cuttin’ my b_tches, f_ckin’ the fans
he got a b_tch, give her his all
she get with me, f_ckin’ for bands
got on probation, i couldn’t spank him
took me a perky, got off the xans
slide in that catcher, this ain’t a van
three hundred racks, this my advance
you n_ggas bluffin’, you see what i’m sayin’?
he with the b_tch and we just made plans
i do this sh_t for the men in the cans
pour up the liq’ for the men in the sand
so many hits that you won’t understand
so many n_ggas got hit with that fan

[outro]
b_tch

- no savage

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