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nuckles - harass me كلمات الأغنية

[intro:]
you know when them snake n-ggas they not bout that life
they just talk behind their computers, and talk over the phones
but they not finna run up to you, you know trynna say sh-t in front of your face, like n-gga.. run up
like n-gga cut the bullsh-t

[chorus:]
yellow tape cause your b-tch want harr-ss me
shoot her on tape, cause that b-tch done har-ssed me like
yellow tape, cause your b-tch want har-ss me
b-tch want har-ss me like
b-tch want har-ss me

yellow tape cause your b-tch want harr-ss me
shoot her on tape, cause that b-tch done har-ssed me like
yellow tape, cause your b-tch want har-ss me
b-tch want har-ss me like
b-tch want har-ss me

[verse 1:]
b-tches goin crazy, goin crazy for me
cause they see me in the hood with mac, zo and z (aziz)
yeah we gloin yea we gloin, you know it’s on sight (bang bang)
c-ck a pistol, blast a missile, pocket rocket delight
he be the feds, i see the feds…. i see the feds in my dreams
cash rules everything around me, you know that wu tang done called it the c.r.e.a.m
and f-ck your squad, all your gang, undercover like they in the sheets
your colors yeah they be your sirens, you runnin down with the police
and i don’t know, d’you know, your girl’s up in my gram {instagram}
she’s sick of pigs, be giving tips, not the tip, just ham
and f-ck your mans, your mans, and what you heard from your mama
bring your cute -ss on over, blow me like a suicide bomber

yellow tape cause your b-tch want harr-ss me
shoot her on tape, cause that b-tch done har-ssed me like
yellow tape, cause your b-tch want har-ss me
b-tch want har-ss me like
b-tch want har-ss me

[verse 2:]
superman can’t touch you, you a crip for a night {kryptonite}
how you throw them signs up, you a dog, with no bite
lord made me from rubber, so you know i’mma flex
and your momma shoulda worn a rubber {condom}, she a transseksh {transs-xual}
i’m goin crazy, i’m goin insane, i feel the money it’s changing my brain
you don’t want smoke with none of my n-ggas, you know that they’ll slide on you like it’s a game
f-ck all the fame, i’ll keep it street, my ak it bring all the heat
wings, and a halo on top of your head, i’ll make you float, sting like a bee
call me a laxative, i am the mans, i make a gangsta sh-t in his pants
you don’t want none of this beef, cause you know that we throw them hands
you don’t want problems, you know how we solve them, revolver i will make it rain
a gun, or a track, or your girl.. don’t matter, i still make it bang

yellow tape cause your b-tch want harr-ss me
shoot her on tape, cause that b-tch done har-ssed me like
yellow tape, cause your b-tch want har-ss me
b-tch want har-ss me like
b-tch want har-ss me

- nuckles

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