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punchmade jae - dangerous كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(j, this sh_t too crazy)

[verse 1: 10kkev]
still usin’ cpns and verizon gettin’ free jacks
just hit my weed man for a ‘bow, you bought three packs
i ain’t bein’ petty, i’ma roll the whole eighth
just smacked this lil’ n_gga who owe up, where my pape’?
a pair of my loubs cost a n_gga whole closet
n_ggas ain’t passed the sauce, i got the ball, now i’m hoggin’
filled the whole four, turned around, and copped again
two thousand for the carti’s, spent eight hundred on the lens
her n_gga cheap as h_ll, that’s why this b_tch sneaky
i get paid daily, i ain’t waitin’ weekly
bring me all the chevys, bring me all the wells
i’m smokin’ out the ‘bow and you lookin’ for a tail
told my cameraman get this drip on footage
this b_tch f_ck with me ’cause i do everything you wouldn’t
you can’t afford to travel, so i’m everywhere you not
sold a n_gga fake percs, told him they came from the doc’
his stomach gon’ be queasy
last month i hit fifty stores, i call that goin’ easy
grab another rental, grab a driver, we on a mission
all your songs like fake stories, them b_tches fiction

[verse 2: teejayx6]
b_tch sent me the voicemail, she must think i’m a simp
wasn’t you just beggin’ me to f_ck, b_tch, how i got a shrimp?
don’t you see this glock on my hip? don’t ask me why i’m limpin’
i’m only eighteen, but n_ggas think i’m twenty_six
i don’t sell no f_ckin’ drugs, bro, i got like twenty bricks
they all two_fifty_six gigabytes with sim chips
badass b_tch, pretty face and she slim fit
don’t make the wrong move and f_ck around and get your wig split
filed for unemployment in your name, but i can’t split it
i’d probably drop the price down if you come and get it
i’m flyin’ doin’ two hundred, i don’t even got no permit
doin’ in_store pickups, got me eatin’ off of target
when i shoot, i hit my target, i ain’t talkin’ to no sergeant
when they hear this song with jae, it’s gon’ for sure turn up the party
i’m on the east with my n_ggas, throwin’ b’s like we carti
shot at a n_gga, but the bullet grazed his son, went through the car seat
[verse 3: punchmade jae]
i ain’t with that fed sh_t
bust a play down real quiet, ain’t even said sh_t
think i got some groceries, i’m bringin’ bread in
i seen a route to that pape’, i put my head in
your b_tch let me f_ck her twice, i put my leg in
that boy only signin’ paper when his pieces hit
if i up and you in the way, then you gettin’ hit
bro ’bout to take a vid’, he gon’ show you his wrist
keep the sauce quiet, you was fortunate to have it
he tryna go fed, my n_ggas just tryna stack it
call me james harden ’cause i average thirty shots
when i was sixteen, i was totin’ dirty glocks
i got a dirty chop, blow you out them dirty socks
he see i’m gettin’ money, now he wanna be the opp
you blacked your b_tch, ah, she was throwin’ up the 5
you seen me down bad, i couldn’t hold twenty_five
the ‘bows came, za’ package, paid twenty_five
tired of hearin’ b_tch n_ggas keep tellin’ lies
ksubi jeans sittin’ on the shoes, saint laurent
they tryna make it hot
keep on sayin’ you up a hundred, n_gga, make it stop
spreadin’ cheese in her face, she said, “make it stop”
granny want me workin’ job, i’m tryna make it out
i’m tryna make it through home depot without havin’ doubts
if you lookin’ for your b_tch, we sent her out of town

- punchmade jae

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