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philthy rich – n.e.r.n.l. (remix) كلمات اغاني

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[chorus: 4rax]
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga to look up to
guess i gotta do it myself
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga i can call on
guess i gotta do it myself

[verse 1: gunplay]
nothing left but some p_ssy n_ggas
and slimey hoes
sh_t talkers
y’all know how it goes
f_ck ’em all, make ’em suffer most
started out [?]
till i screwed the m_ffler on
whole nother game you playing
[?] you n_ggas don’t be knowing where i’m staying
where you lay your head at, same place thеy lay the led at
and ain’t n0body finna call the paramеtics
it’s the bottom of the map
dead end
where you dead at
it’s where i eat, n_gga this were i’m fed at
running through lights where it’s red at
we a dying breed, still tryna live that
but police ain’t tryna hear that
point fingers, screaming that i did that
i tell the whole court room you can kiss where i sh_t at
gunplay [?]
[chorus: 4rax]
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga to look up to
guess i gotta do it myself
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga i can call on
guess i gotta do it myself

[verse 2: philthy rich]
it’s philthy n_gga
i say these n_ggas all fake
they just rapping like they real
ain’t never popped a pistol, they just rapping like they will
i was posted with the steal, late night trappin in my [?]
tryna get my weight up, i was [?]
friends became enomies, and enomies became dead
all the real n_ggas left [?] the feds
[?] really working with emotions
got n_ggas locked up, and we tryna get [?]
[?], stop lying bout crack
you ain’t never seen a brick, ain’t never sold a dime sack
i was at the freak fest, in the bentley with the hammer on me
waiting on the internet thugs to finally run up on me
they just talking out they ass, and the side of they neck
so much ice on my chest, can’t see the side of my neck
[?] n_ggas slide when it’s beef
but i ain’t gotta tell a n_gga, he already know where i be
n_gga it’s philthy
[chorus: 4rax]
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga to look up to
guess i gotta do it myself
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga i can call on
guess i gotta do it myself

[verse 3: trouble]
if you ask [?]
it’s only me
other n_ggas [?]
it’s not enough real n_ggas left
bunch of couch potatos, no real n_ggas left
[?] tryna explain it to my [?]
but real sh_t seem fake
what you see on all your commertials and television is gimmics
just to get attention
rappers lying
and that’s the only sh_t they push
[?]
[?] flip this sh_t [?]
[?] we had soldiers to look up to like slim
guess i’m just fantasise dreaming
rather that then to be [?]
[?]
[?] cause you stoned [?] moment
and n_ggas wanna talk having peace talks
well we can’t have peace cause n_ggas get a piece [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
alley boy the trill type
philthy rich, that’s a rider for life
[chorus: 4rax]
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga to look up to
guess i gotta do it myself
not enough real n_ggas left
ain’t enough real n_ggas left
ain’t a trill n_gga i can call on
guess i gotta do it myself

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