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nuk & glockboyz teejaee - fuxk it كلمات أغنية

[chorus: glockboyz teejaee]
my n_gga went out, leave the house, i be like, “f_ck it”
walk outside with the gun inside my hand, ain’t finna tuck it
ridin’ in traffic, break a bill on a n_gga, drop a hundred
slidin’ and gun’ll catch a n_gga hangin’ with me good for somethin’
you gotta know your role, like you shootin’ dice
you gotta know that road, just like a turnpipe
you gotta know that stove, it’s like you cookin’ rice
man, free my n_gga stone
i ain’t gon’ lie, he’d be home if we was never told

[verse 1: nuk]
told my b_tch that this money so old, she can smell the mold
r.o.b, man, sunny’d be home if n_ggas never told
we’ll pull up on these n_ggas’ home, thеy’d never know
it’s like bro shot a shot right by thе rim ’cause he’ll let it float
brodie wanna turn n_ggas to strands, he say these n_ggas jokes
my mans say we keep droppin’ they mans, they gon’ have a stroke

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
my n_gga [?] doin’ ten, i know he keep the pole
n_gga, every ten he have boy and girl in the trap like a sleepover
clip keep pokin’, too old for a 30, i got a 50 on it
man, use the pistol, but the k got a 30 on it like stephen curry
[?], i heard he beat a n_gga ass right after the [?]
[?], my n_gga tried to bang a brick at the kentucky derby
at the trap house, don’t pull up runnin’ house, might bring your ho out
she good for the tapout, so i get the neck and let her stab out
[verse 3: nuk & glockboyz teejaee]
boy, if you ain’t gettin’ money with me, then you assed out
told her i’ma nut right down her throat, she got a bad mouth
boy, you can’t fake me out with silly scale tricks
had some ‘bows that ain’t make it to me, ain’t used the mail since
i f_ck with psycho hoes, i may have to cut ’em off my d_ck
and before you bring my work, make sure you cut it off the brick (let me get mine)
we got fast food like bojangles
my b_tch say i’m the only n_gga f_ckin’, she got low maintenance

[verse 4: glockboyz teejaee]
we in the hood, chopper with the wood, but the ar stays
she give me money for the drugs, she sell her medication to us
you don’t wanna beef with me ’cause you ain’t gon’ get into it
you don’t know how to drive the ‘cat, man, let me show how we do it
man, ask red, we gon’ have to get some tires for this motherf_cker
and party p__per, i’ll end a n_gga fast like a cold summer
more money than problems, problems startin’ not to matter
man, i get mad and get madder, blues in her lando like the mattress
man, stupid n_gga, silly n_gga, k!ll a n_gga, i’m like, “all of the above”
take a n_gga out the game, wack jumper, he need a sub

[verse 5: nuk]
lil’ brodie threw so many shots and he ain’t got a buzz
if i want him hit, i point ’em out, don’t even gotta budge
we done dropped so many opps in 2020, they need hugs
lil’ bro didn’t even went and caught him one and he a sub
i be havin’ her out bustin’ ‘scripts, she feel ’em in her scrub
i ain’t been on no horse, i’m in kentucky with a dub
ever since that i got money, b_tches suck me up for fun
brodie really got a bag, he run the bird like [?]
i might f_ck a b_tch, but shootin’ up her club ain’t what i do
i can’t never club, can’t never party, my n_ggas gon’ shoot
they ain’t never late, ain’t ever tardy, my n_ggas gon’ hoop (my n_ggas gon’ hoop)
[chorus: glockboyz teejaee]
my n_gga went out, leave the house, i be like, “f_ck it”
walk outside with the gun inside my hand, ain’t finna tuck it
ridin’ in traffic, break a bill on a n_gga, drop a hundred
slidin’ and gun’ll catch a n_gga hangin’ with me good for somethin’
you gotta know your role, like you shootin’ dice
you gotta know that road, just like a turnpipe
you gotta know that stove, it’s like you cookin’ rice
man, free my n_gga stone
i ain’t gon’ lie, he’d be home if we was never told

- nuk glockboyz teejaee

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