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pro dillinger & futurewave - summer smoke كلمات أغنية

[intro]
he gon’ come up here drivin’ in a hundred miles an hour
and i’m gon’ be somewhere out there waitin’ to meet ’em
follows gods are shootin’ into the night (uh)
with the wheelie (yo)
we got they pops

[verse 1]
meet the bad guy, i ain’t good enough, i met your shorty
and i coulda f_cked, i’m good on every block, i’m in my hood (i’m good in every hood, n_gga)
bust my gun, it’s like a sugar rush, talkin’ losses? then i took enough
if we talkin’ bosses, you can look it up (it’s us, n_gga)
haters gettin’ red all in they face, i got ’em lookin’ flush
i was down, i started gettin’ money, sh_t is lookin’ up (sh_t bеtter now)
tunnel vision, see, i’m gettin’ papеr, now i’m pushin’ up
droppin’ bags, the money comin’ back, so now we pullin’ up
no disrespect, stop playin’ with my name, ’cause i done took it off (y’all awful)
i got it locked and y’all ain’t sellin’ records, sh_t is looking tough
bring the powder, beatin’ up the pot, i gotta cookin’ up
and all you n_ggas prayin’ on my downfall out here lookin’ dumb (stupid_ass n_ggas)
pick a prize and you can pick a box, i help you look it up
a nickel bag is sold around my way, you know i took a cup (i want it all, n_gga)
umbrella boss, i help my n_ggas winnin’, never took a buck
mobbin’ out, stepped into the game and then we shook it up (pro)

[chorus]
i get my straps into shows either way that it goes
keep it in my waistband when it pop off (pop off)
i’m actin’ bad on the hoes, shoot the can at your bros
stop playin’, little n_gga, don’t get knocked off (knocked off)
i get my strap into shows either way that it goes
keep it in my waistband when it pop off (pop off, uh)
i’m actin’ bad on the hoes, shoot the can at your bros (yo)
stop playin’, little n_gga, don’t get knocked off (knocked off)
[verse 2]
why ain’t we talkin’ ’bout you n_ggas workin’ with the people? think you movin’ low
but we on it, all my n_ggas see you, n_ggas leave you
n_ggas don’t believe you, i ain’t buyin’ that, you n_ggas so deceitful
put a hole through your body, now you’re see_through
send the reaper to meet you, make a call, i send my people to eat you
already had a plate, but i can eat too
see food, you eat food, i’m a great white, you n_ggas seafood
you bought a couple guns, n_gga, me too
it’s chess, i can win in less than three moves, i’m foul, so you know that i’ma cheat too
i’m nice, so you know that i’ma beat you
i fell off and landed on my feet too
my b_tch mad delicious, got a sweet tooth, my sh_t is all facts, i gotta speak truth
bully like i’m shaq with the three_two
i do it for the town, i’m who they speak through
you really ’bout that action? let me see proof, my n_ggas in the booth and in the street, too
i’m in the fast lane, i’m ’bout to speed through

[chorus]
i get my straps into shows either way that it goes
keep it in my waistband when it pop off
i’m actin’ bad on the hoes, shoot the can at your bros
stop playin’, little n_gga, don’t get knocked off
i get my strap into shows either way that it goes
keep it in my waistband when it pop off
i’m actin’ bad on the hoes, shoot the can at your bros
stop playin’, little n_gga, don’t get knocked off
[outro]
how many preachin’ down south?
from now to thirty years
and i ain’t never seen no [?]
me either
[?]

- pro dillinger futurewave

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