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only the family – dead bodies كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
ayo, ikey mikey
we on our otf sh-t, you heard?
get right with the get right or get lost
h-llo, thank you, come again
gang, gang, gang
gang
sh-ttin’ me?

[chorus]
how these n-gg-s say they solid in they trade? (in they trade)
and i’m too real and i can’t change on my gang
these n-gg-s fool, they just chasin’ some fame (some fame)
you know it’s otf, you know that’s gang-gang-gang-gang
you a p-ssy–ss n-gg-, you ain’t gang-gang-gang (b-tch)
you a p-ssy–ss n-gg-, can’t hang where i hang (h-ll nah)
shooters sittin’ at your house, doe
dead bodies all around when we leave your place

[verse 1]
i know these f-ck n-gg-s, they do nothin’ (they ain’t nothin’)
how you gon’ say you a shooter and don’t shoot nothin’
when i pop outside i don’t see nothin’ (nothin’)
all these shooters ’round me, got no punches (b-r-r-rah)
leave your brains on the concrete (yeah)
we slidin’ off, srt (skrt, skrt)
if we can’t find you (we can’t find you), we’ll shoot your homie (shoot your homie)
smoke your homie (smoke your homie), that’s that og (that og)
we don’t wave white flags (no), we don’t do peace treaties (n-gg-, nah)
why your ho -ss sneak-diss? (b-tch) better hope that heat miss you (p-ssy)

[chorus]
how these n-gg-s say they solid in they trade? (in they trade)
and i’m too real and i can’t change on my gang
these n-gg-s fool, they just chasin’ some fame (some fame)
you know it’s otf, you know that’s gang-gang-gang-gang
you a p-ssy–ss n-gg-, you ain’t gang-gang-gang (b-tch)
you a p-ssy–ss n-gg-, can’t hang where i hang (h-ll nah)
shooters sittin’ at your house, doe
dead bodies all around when we leave your place

i don’t give a f-ck what these n-gg-s say (nah)
he say he ain’t with the opps, it’s just where he stay
you get caught outside with ’em, let it spray (b-r-r-rah)
don’t get caught checkin’ your -ss, that’s a doa (rah)
i see that hate sh-t from a mile away
my tt taught me not to trust ’em anyway (nah)
n-gg-s always jealous, they just want my place (want my place)
i get it out the mud, yeah i’m h-lla made (made)
f-ck these n-gg-s, i already know they tellin’ names (punk–ss)
these n-gg-s signin’ deals with the da (b-tch)
i lost my homies, i knew i won’t be the same (nah)
try to carry my drip, you know that sh-t don’t be the same (nah, nah)
loyal n-gg-s change on me for some fame (for some fame)
you n-gg-s fool, all that kinda sh-t be lame (that sh-t lame)
you know i’m loyal and you know i can’t change (i can’t change)
i got some k!llas on my side with them thangs (with them thangs)

[chorus]
how these n-gg-s say they solid in they trade? (in they trade)
and i’m too real and i can’t change on my gang
these n-gg-s fool, they just chasin’ some fame (some fame)
you know it’s otf, you know that’s gang-gang-gang-gang
you a p-ssy–ss n-gg-, you ain’t gang-gang-gang (b-tch)
you a p-ssy–ss n-gg-, can’t hang where i hang (h-ll nah)
shooters sittin’ at your house, doe
dead bodies all around when we leave your place

[outro]
we on our otf sh-t, you heard?