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quan838 - 35 racks كلمات الأغنية

35 racks
f_cking yo b_tch and breaking her back
beat up that dude cuz we heard he’s a rat
if i hop on the beat then you know ima snap
don’t got security i got me a strap
pull up on bro if we see that he lack
robbing that dude and we taking his bag
stomping him out and we burning his flag
ice on my neck
she tell me she like it, it’s making her wet
she told me to go in the room i said bet
i got a gt and it sound like a jet
all of this ice on my body i’m dripping
falling asleep all the lean that i’m sipping
ain’t paying attention cuz lil bro trippin
speak on the gang then i bet he go missing
now i got all of these bands
they used to be hating but now they all fans
run up to me when they get em a chance
i walk out my house and i’m hearing them chant
big homie quan that’s my bro, my mans
they think that we cool but they don’t even know me
i’m taking his chain, that sh_t is my trophy
his b_tch on my d_ck, eat my meat like bologna
calling it cap cuz i know he a foney
he talking all tough so i told him to show me
i hop in the gt to show them my money
i got all this metal on me like i’m tony
shoes on my feet bout as big as a boat
she told me to pull up she dropping the loc
if that b_tch ever cross me im turning her ghost then we dumping her off and we watching her float

bought a bussdown and it’s hurting my wrist but im wearing the ice cuz im dripping
35 racks in the back of the kitchen we whipping the brick til the pot get to hissing
we knocking him off cuz that boy do not listen
we pull up with choppas yk we gon spray
pull up with shiestys we pull up with skis, every car that i own got no roof and no keys
look in the sky, that’s where he gon be if he speaking on me
7.62 turn that boy to a breeze
every gun that i got coming from overseas
you and your gang don’t be fw me
i’m f_cking yo b_tch so she fw me
ice on my neck got my whole body chilling
ice on my neck got my whole body froze
dior and gucci on all of my clothes
fendi and prada yk i got those
fendi and prada i give to my hoes
had to get out the streets now i’m getting that dough
gotta watch where i walk so i’m clutching my chrome
run up on me then i’m busting yo dome
red dot on his head like this sh_t was a comb
i let off one shot now his mouth get to foaming
wearing all blue make it look like i’m cripping
6 shots in my glock but yk i ain’t crip
pouring it up so yk ima sip it
im taking a p_ss and codeine what im p_ssing
wearing all black when i hop in the ‘bach
wearing all white when i hop in the lamb’
seeing a baddie, she walking right past and we look in the back, goddam

- quan838

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