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raq baby - outside كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
gah d_mn bit’ you trippin
uh, uh
ah

[verse: raq baby]
momma say “stay up on that porch, you be with gang members”
we can’t go out bad we smackin sh_t i’m with them same n_ggas
952_0 we ion give a f_ck bout what you claim n_gga
you sent them last shooters, yo last n_gga ‘had lost his brain n_gga
n_ggas know what the f_ck it is when i hop out with 5ive n’ nem
can’t bring no n_ggas up in this party if he ain’t gang we robbin him
got them labels all on my d_ck, they like “he hard, we signing him”
you a p_ssy i heard them n_ggas had took yo gun i can’t be kind to him
said you made me run i always got my gun ‘n_gga why you lyin a him?
b_tch i’m smackin sh_t i’m the reason that his lil b_tch won’t spend no time with him
don’t come around that lazy sh_t, me and my gang b_tch’ we grind in here
can’t be inside the trap if a n_gga scared to do a crimе in here
sending b’s straight to ya door, i should bе a mail man
all that sh_t i said before, i should be a dead man
n_gga i’m tryna up the score, ion give a f_ck what you said man
said he walk passed by the store why the f_ck he still got legs then?
b_tch we outside who the f_ck that said they wanna send it up?
n_gga stop lyin’
can’t see you at the red light, better buck
cause we out slimin’
when i enter to the city, yo chain tucked
n_gga stop cryin’
you p_ssy n_ggas ain’t outside
[verse: ?]
see me, im known for walkin’ sh_t i’ll die before i be paralyzed
2 glocks, 2 scopes to piece me face_to_face just like a pair of eyes
don’t no n_gga want smoke with us’ i told y’all that sh_t several times
how the f_ck you claim you smackin sh_t?, its time to slide’ you never ride
labels calling back_to_back they want the label in the game, b_tch
blade you just came home from prison, how the f_ck you on the same sh_t?
we catch bodies and disposal of the weapon, will use the same stick
and talkin like you stupid quickest way to get yo brain hit
no g.i joe up in this b_tch i got my shoota with a sniper out
she like “blade this p_ssy pressure” but its coo i’m finna pipe her out
behind the wall the smallest n_gga but this play i had my knife around
and let a n_gga try me on panuni i’m go [?]
go apply to la fitness all you p_ssy boys ain’t tough enough
strapped up like a seat belt in this b_tch ‘tell them boys buckle up
throw a diss inside the comments when you post yo dead brudda up
put a condom on my 30. cus’ this glizzy finna f_ck ’em up
fhhh, fhhh, fhhh, fhhh
there they go right there
soon as you see a opp let off yo glock and land some shots in there
hol up’ bro let me know if you want smoke bout that hoe
he want smoke’ he made a post
now his brains all on the floor
fhhh, fhhh, fhhh, fhhh
load up the splat lil bruh
b_tch my name lil top i keep a glock i wanna hat lil boy (hmm, hm)
it’s so hot in here
b_tch i see a opp, pop off his top and then we outta here

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