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real bad man - dig it up كلمات الأغنية

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[intro: boldy james]
boldy cold
blockworks
game time
what else?
let’s get it, uh

[verse 1: boldy james]
welcome home to all my hitters did a deuce or better
still on that concreature sh_t, reppin’ two_two_seven
keep thirty_clips inside my britches for them two_elevens
i heard these n_ggas out here snitchin’, n_gga, who you tellin’?
thought my plan was bulletproof, pull up, n_ggas lookin’ spooked
whoopin’ up in coupes, benefittin’ from her drug abuse
your b_tch be babysittin’ chicken, she my mother goose
last week i caught the b_tch stealin’, had to cut her loose
all of my neffies and my nieces love they uncle [?]
get happy when i catch the drink because i love the juice
down in the stretch, when it’s too late to make a substitution
can’t put your shooters in rotation, n_gga, what’s the use?
cocaina_white ‘rari pullin’ up with duke
last time i seen [?], me and [?] drunk a deuce
free [?], my older brother [?] told me
“to get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root”

[chorus: boldy james & kool g rap]
got it out the gravel pit, snub in my boot
n_ggas was robbin’, hittin’ l!cks, runnin’ from the woop
if you a opp, it ain’t no f_ckin’ truce, told me
“to get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root”
had to find a whole ‘nother route
police gettin’ hot on my trail, i had to switch it up and regroup
remember [?] and my uncle duke told me
“to get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root”
[verse 2: kool g rap]
play for keeps, never no friendly way
i’ll leave n_ggas like a b_tch with a loose wig on on a windy day
you skimpy weight, guns on me like i be benchin’ plates
you cellmates get left every day with a empty tray
one quick headshot will drench your face
pen blood, you sniff hoes’ underwears, i make them wenches pay
the sawed_off under the trench, okay?
i’m the stickup kid that stole christmas from kids
got the grinch’s tree (gimme that)
givin’ males seash_lls without the scallops in ’em
pull out horse d_ck on stylish women, then gallop in ’em
with a thousand [?] surround ’em, spinnin’
[?], curvy chicks be bustin’ out they denims
[?], used to roam with sharks
chrome spark, he blast lips and noses off like he bonaparte
he got flown, so when his b_n_r’s hard
red phones callin’ my headphones, the redbones get boned apart
from the start, livin’ was hard, now we grown and sharp
played the block in carrharts ’til we owned ’em all
callin’ bluff like he was shown the cards
still shinin’, black diamonds be the only reason the stones are dark

[chorus: boldy james & kool g rap]
got it out the gravel pit, snub in my boot
n_ggas was robbin’, hittin’ l!cks, runnin’ from the woop
if you a opp, it ain’t no f_ckin’ truce, told me
“to get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root”
had to find a whole ‘nother route
police gettin’ hot on my trail, i had to switch it up and regroup
remember [?] and my uncle duke told me
“to get rid of the problem, you gotta dig it up from the root”
you gotta dig it up from the root
you gotta dig it up from the root

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