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pnb rock - rap niggas كلمات أغنية

[verse]
n_ggas still banging my old sh_t, can’t wait to hear my new sh_t
got the whole d_mn city waiting, on that f_cking rnb 2 sh_t
all hits, no misses, n_gga, every f_cking track, ain’t no skipping, n_gga
if it’s beef, na, i ain’t dissing n_ggas, i will ride up on you with a glizzy, n_gga
lately, i’ve been on some other sh_t
ain’t about no money, i’m like f_ck it, then
can’t trust them, so why would i cuff a b_tch?
tryna find time just to f_ck a b_tch
i’ve been chasing paper, i’ve been doing shows
i’ve been selling hooks, i’ve been selling o’s
doing all of that, and tryna see my daughter
tell me, when the f_ck i got some time for hoes?
now a days, i can’t trust my folks
snake griffin, cut your throat
hating hard, showing fake love
like i’m stupid, thug, they don’t want me to blow
[?] n_gga, stop fronting
only time i’m running, if the cops coming
catch me in your hood, i ain’t scared of nothing
my n_gga [?] drop something
they like rock, i thought you sing
i’m like yeah, n_gga, i rap too
i trap too, i’m strapped too
and i push a n_gga sh_t back too
[?] city need something, at your funeral for a check too
so don’t come for me [?]
you don’t really want that [?]
i’ve been upstate with them real n_ggas
body sn_tching [?] k!ll n_ggas
[?] and then drill n_ggas
crazy n_ggas will put the steal in you
catch you slippin, put a lock in the [?]
split your sh_t, and watch your body just drop
[?] away from the cops
’cause i ain’t got time to go back to the box
d_mn, had a flashback
let’s get back to the real
i’m buzzing now, they say i’m next to get a deal
a couple labels came our way, but they wasn’t coming for real
i know what i bring to the table, i need more than that lil couple mills
and me and my n_ggas got big sh_t
chopper style, we hit sh_t
bullets size of footb_lls, they go hard, no hit stick
team of young wild ass misfits
pick a target, we don’t miss sh_t
the clips [?] bananas, n_gga, guaranteed to split sh_t
we trapping crazy, we stacking crazy
and everybody know, we ain’t just acting crazy
i ain’t got no pics, i clap a [?]
clap a baby [?]
357, that’s what i mean
perk 30’s got me feeling like i’m off lean
and when them things in me, i’m a maniac
[?] my banger clap
some real rap [?]
if you lie [?] where your head at
[?] n_gga, i ain’t tryna hear that
this gon’ be the spot where you’re found dead at
n_gga, ’cause i’m [?]
you can find me in the trap house
yeah i got weed, i got crack out
[?] i’m back out
to the streets [?]
[?] with me, ’cause if i lose, i’ma jam ya
like doggy food, i can ya
if you a fraud, i can’t stand ya
get money til i d.i.a
no alphabets [?]
you tryna fight, n_gga, what i look like [?]
leave your body stanking in the alley
f_ck you n_gga, you [?]
all these rap n_ggas fake like a [?]
got a sl!ck mouth, i’ma make you pay
[?]

- pnb rock

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