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realrichizzo & cash kidd - curbside كلمات الأغنية

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[intro: realrichizzo]
belt gang sh_t
mm, mm, mm_mm, mm, mm, mm_mm (uh_huh)
mm, mm, mm_mm
r.i.p. jumpout
what up, kid?

[pre_chorus: realrichizzo]
he at the pump, we finna leave him at the g_way (uh_huh)
hit his head and left him on the shoulder of the freeway (n_gga)
caught an opp, hit his face, now he can’t see straight (brrt)
his legs gone, he bought a wheelchair off of ebay

[chorus: realrichizzo]
takin’ orders, finna pull up on you curbside (uh_huh)
he exited off the ramp and he got left on the service drive drumstick, left him flat, but we ain’t order thighs (get it?)
my chain a hundred, you up this kid like his sh_t more than mine

[verse 1: realrichizzo]
he a l!ck, i play the crazy and let bro handle (uh_huh)
i used to hot wire cars, now we got programmers (techs)
they drop a window, i got my fingers on the door handle (it’s belt gang)
pour it up and drop thirty like i’m julius, i don’t know randall (julius randall)
ain’t in the field, you just be talkin’, doin’ commentary (lame)
when i was locked, i had a thousand on my commissary (uh_huh)
need an endors_m_nt deal with mike, i only buy amiri (mike amiri)
i’m in a ‘cat, chasin’ a rat, but this ain’t tom and jerry
bendin’, we got flipped and crashed the strike, we in a foot chase (uh_huh)
they gon’ try to throw the book, i catch a new case
man, grab a pitch, you n_ggas sweet like some kool_aid (like some kool_aid)
we ain’t the same, you know i’m different like i’m 2chainz (get it?)
[pre_chorus: realrichizzo]
he at the pump, we finna leave him at the g_way (uh_huh)
hit his head and left him on the shoulder of the freeway (n_gga)
caught an opp, hit his face, now he can’t see straight (brrt)
his legs gone, he bought a wheelchair off of ebay

[chorus: realrichizzo]
takin’ orders, finna pull up on you curbside (uh_huh)
he exited off the ramp and he got left on the service drive drumstick, left him flat, but we ain’t order thighs (get it?)
my chain a hundred, you up this kid like his sh_t more than mine

[verse 2: realrichizzo]
my old b_tch was soft as h_ll, i got a new girl (a new b_tch)
put the pounds up, gang, the boys just did a u_turn
the glock usher, f_ck around and get your crew burned (brrt)
i been the one, all these hoes know i’m too turnt
i can’t bend with everybody, they might tell on me (uh_huh)
izzo piece, you reach you gettin’ spanked it got a belt on it (n_gga)
like a bondsman, he get out, we gon’ bail on him (barry bonds)
bro shot him with his eyes close and left his head open (boy)

[pre_chorus: realrichizzo]
he at the pump, we finna leave him at the g_way (uh_huh)
hit his head and left him on the shoulder of the freeway (n_gga)
caught an opp, hit his face, now he can’t see straight (brrt)
his legs gone, he bought a wheelchair off of ebay
[chorus: realrichizzo & cash kidd]
takin’ orders, finna pull up on you curbside (uh_huh)
he exited off the ramp and he got left on the service drive drumstick, left him flat, but we ain’t order thighs (get it?)
my chain a hundred, you up this kid like his sh_t more than mine ( ha)

[verse 3: cash kidd]
them n_ggas lame, all my hoes call y’all the dorkie side
so many f_ckin’ pointers, i’m, i’m a porcupine (i’m, b_tch)
i put my new b_tch in chanel, ain’t no more jordan signs
them bullets flyin’, boy, take cover like it’s story time (boom, boom, boom, boom)
big cuban on my neck, make my shoulders ache (n_gga)
i hit the road with a puncher, feel like golden state (feel like draymond)
n_ggas shoes bent up, i know his rollie fake (i know it is)
he tried to pop it, left him assed out, coi leray (boom, boom)
you n_ggas got more paperwork than the maury stage
she been my d_ck eater for years, i still don’t know her name
i went to school with dog, he been soft since an early age (he soft)
i’m in a charger with the safety off like duran james (boom, boom)
say he put fifty on my head, my chain worth more than that (come on now)
the opps keep callin’ travels on us ’cause they know we step
feet up, hoein’ n_gga just earnin’ plaques
i’m geeked up like jordan off bernie mac

[pre_chorus: realrichizzo]
he at the pump, we finna leave him at the g_way (uh_huh)
hit his head and left him on the shoulder of the freeway (n_gga)
caught an opp, hit his face, now he can’t see straight (brrt)
his legs gone, he bought a wheelchair off of ebay
[chorus: realrichizzo]
takin’ orders, finna pull up on you curbside (uh_huh)
he exited off the ramp and he got left on the service drive drumstick, left him flat, but we ain’t order thighs (get it?)
my chain a hundred, you up this kid like his sh_t more than mine

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