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rah swish - draco كلمات الأغنية

(intro)
nine shots in the ruger
i step on any f_ckin’ court
they like watch the shooter

(verse 1)
i’m in the streets duckin’ the law, they tellin’ me stay focused
all on my d_ck, they smile in my face but want me to lose they stay hopin’
n_ggas don’t comment just they throw salt on my name when they scrollin’
ran threw them b_tchs they open
she in the crib but her legs open
see them n_ggas mad, but they never say nothin’
i get a bag i know they hate somethin’
b_tches is trash so i never chase them
see them in person and they always [?]
i do the dash i’m racin’
came for the cash
can’t post on the ave
they know that i’m mad impatient
they wanna brag
i sit back and laugh
i got off my ass they waitin’
word to my mother we started this
duece in the booth so we brought it in
pray that we get him, shots imma send ’em if we do not him they targeted
know they pray on my downfall
they in love with them b_tches, but we f_ck ’em good so they come around more
(chorus x2)
imma keep ballin’ on n_ggas, ain’t no way i’m stopping i shot till game over
all of this money coming i’m coming across, swearin’ i can not stay sober
we get cash, peso
shoot up the town, and stay low
let off a round, draco
them n_ggas mad but, they know

(verse 2)
had to get back in my element, feel like i got back in my zone now
i do not care bout the extra sh_t, once i hit i be like leave me alone now
f_ckin’ on his b_tch, if she don’t belong to me, get it on camera to phone out
if you see them in bally’s wit gang, nine times outta ten them b_tches got flown out
sh_t i got my funds up, these n_ggas babies i pray they go pick a gun up
don’t make me the reason you gotta eat food through a straw, can’t pick your son
the n_ggas the run_up you will get bun up, spot him then he gettin’ bum_rushed
strippers they love us fillin’ the cup up, shake it while she pickin’ ones up
lookin’ for smoke, yea i’m wit it i’m giving it out like i work in a weed shop
pull up to the show we like twenty or better, we snuck in this b_tch with like three chops
got rid of my old b_tch, when i’m on the phone doing business she stay try to eavesdrop
if she f_ckin’ i get her some red bottoms, if ain’t imma put her in reebok
told me my sh_t the heat rock, i got the streets locked
shoot him, and hope his heartbeat stop
still on them east blocks, makin’ the street hot
ain’t hittin’, if she ain’t giving me top
know they want me shot
they know that i keep glocks, might have to shoot up your g ride
they know how we flock
they still didn’t get back, that siht happened to them like three times
(chorus x2)
imma keep ballin’ on n_ggas, ain’t no way i’m stopping i shot till game over
all of this money coming i’m coming across, swearin’ i can not stay sober
we get cash, peso
shoot up the town, and stay low
let off a round, draco
them n_ggas mad but, they know

- rah swish

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