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player 1 (memphis) & bloody bones - bitch checker كلمات أغنية

i’m makin’ these suckas drop it off and put it back in hoes under pressure with a pimp’s game say the sl!ck sh_t’s best
stick to a ho’s grind playin’ b_tches and swingin’ can’t
out on the dope track, slangin’ my dopest sh_t on the mobile phone, get the play from a freak b_tch she wants me to scoop her up and say that it’s cool to f_ck i told her like that, let her
mac run up in the back later on, but first i gotta set her straight you see, it’s business for pleasure and i’m down with the
jimmy man, a lot of you suck claiming that you’re big man, better watch your back cause i’m flipping in the street, man
play up to me quick, but we’re not bullet sh_t if your name was a chain, you’re bound to catch a bullet, b_tch and get robbed
for your lies, cause i’m flair type n_gga gotta have that f_cking cash, yee yee i show no slack when i lay tracks then i hit
you in the face with my motherf_ckin’ backhand this game is the name of the group gainin’ fame, play a one and play a two we

find no amus_m_nt especially when losing if the price is right then i might start using yo b_tch to set you up you’re dead
even though she was a two f_ck a day a n_gga beast type oh that’s how this sh_t go playa she’s fine as wine so i lay her and made

her hit ya like hammer to her nail playa run when the gang move well not really, all of these, all of these trait nest n_ggas
in the business of rappin’ claim to be in possession of artillery packin’ aks, glocks, and .45s only by imagination. or

eat a fan of size, by the way, a favorite pen i’m serious about this sh_t, man, lookin’ for the big spang your dracula_ass
b_tch sucked my d_ck with the big spang she fit that thang, used to be the pick_up man now i’m the money pick_up man, the

junkie fix_up man player 2 and lil’ mon, all my new down hitmans pass me the joint, i can get it lit, stan i quit flowin’ and
let the beat come in thank you for watching! with my ride to make my exit, now here’s the text on this trip, these trips i

never tip on my toes, i tip up on a n_gga and f_ck him up, it just might be a test to see if the n_gga f_ck off up, f_ck it with the
gin, drink it straight, we want a clown, and a loaded gat and shoot up in the nearest crowd

down about my homicide shoot n_ggas every day, ain’t my sh_t, i ain’t with all them f_ckin’ people like, f_ckin’ n_ggas up talkin’ sh_t, comin’ my
way, concernin’ this type of sh_t it’s what makes crime tact, pickin’ it for the player type sprayin’ and takin’ the
hoes, those freaks, these are players like me up in town with dj sound and his mother. you know what i’m saying? all the
n_ggas out there in the crib, what’s up? you know what i’m saying? i’m tired of you motherf_ckers f_cking with me, that’s

why y’all always get f_cked on, motherf_ckers always standing in the hallway. i’m packed with a cat on the track with a
crack in the crest. all day, this sh_t is all about survival. make your grand steps and write a check at the site of the

fable. straight to play a dude’s crib bumping hood. marvin gaye, a pimpin’ ass n_gga, mayfield officer bass with his
black ass he could not find any dope, so he got me on a drip and he don’t own a n_gga like it’s a substance i’m controllin’ he

know my sh_t is stashed, and just keep tellin’ him that i’m rollin’ i started way back at zero decibel and now any
infinity’s the ratio jealous ass n_ggas wanna see me broke hopin’ i would let it go, or just give it up man, look at that

stuff. i’m gonna have to live it up. barbecuing everyday, eating them d_mn ribs up. a lot of players don’t like me. they
know i’m too real. if you’re true to the game, you might be knowing how i feel. and i will heal for attempting to cross croak

me or squeal on a player. a hustler, a motherf_ckin’ calf buster, b_tch duster i must’ve pointed the gun, i was wonderin’
why you started to run when the shipments come in, i’m gonna cop a motherf_ckin’ con on your black ass yeah, this sl!ck

chick gotta be going after my n_gga lil mon and fat pat out there in somerville locked up. you know what i’m saying? and the
n_ggas is down with lil mon out there. you know what i’m saying? lil dave. you know what i’m saying? my n_ggas dj sound for

getting off of these motherf_ckers. you know what i’m saying? you know what i’m saying?

- player 1 memphis bloody bones

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