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paygotti - pop doe كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(ayy, ecko, turn it up)
(ramez made it slap)

[verse]
ayy, i tried to wash the blood up off my hands
picked your side, so now you dyin’ where you stand
applyin’ pressure, you can’t name not a n_gga that made me ran
ain’t with the drivin’ by, i’ma walk up and get my man, look
he popped hisself, ain’t even have to wiggle through
i keep it cool with postin’ post ’cause these b_tches get put to use
n_ggas boof, tryna die for some p_ssy, just let her choose
come on, brother, you was just bangin’ red, man, i’m so confused
pop dough, i’m tryna clear the scene, so give mе sp_ce
stop postin’ that you wish he was still herе ’cause b_tch, he ain’t
i’m smokin’ baby j, wish i was there when he got spanked
stop the cap, that n_gga t__zy took your pole and you ain’t yank
i magically just found a cartier around my wrist
i’m tender d_ck and sendin’ fifty shots up out my b_tch
they pushin’ through too fast, i got some sh_t to stop the whip
took the bro, ain’t do no cryin’, save my chip and c_ck the bl!ck
but look, okay, i see what type of games y’all tryna play
it’s like ten n_ggas tryna clique up versus the kid, you n_ggas gay
he tapped his face, could hide but you can’t run from fully drac’
i throw some chops up on the block, my cougar b_tch gon’ grab the crate
appreciate you, your sk!lls no longer needed, beat the block
ayy, let’s be real, it’s not n0body over there that’s throwin’ shots
f_ck my opps, the youngings goin’ dummy, give me props
it ain’t no passes gettin’ handed out, i put the bell on pops
i’m sorry, mama, your baby seen some sh_t he just can’t shake
i bumpped it out and blow sh_t up, these foreign chops from out of state
that’s such a shame, they put that man to sleep at early age
guess that taught his bro a lesson, in the house is where he stay
told brother, “yank up,” head tapped him, go on, tell your homie pick his face up
n_ggas switched his hood ’cause they want crack and i don’t blame cuh
fake clutchin’, i just seen four pictures with the same gun
threw fully on him, so he can’t run
ain’t wanna have to pop him, but he poked the bear
if you ain’t wanna f_ck me, b_tch, then why the f_ck you stop and stare?
he never cared
catch what’s_his_name, then pull him out his chair
you’re not a threat, when it got crackin’, you threw shots up in the air
i can’t respect you
ain’t have to pop my pole, left brother stretch him
bro, why you tell the b_tch that you gon’ k!ll me when you kept me?
i fight off with my right, but when i dribble, i’m a lefty
b_tch, i can turn you up if you just let me, come on
[outro]
n_gga, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, say, can y’all hear me though?

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