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remedee raps - fakes كلمات الأغنية

[first verse]

n-ggas out here claiming bro’s
but be out here just f-ckin ya hoes
n-ggas claimin that they ride or die
when that pressure hit they ain’t ready to die
see i dont do all that fake sh-t
ima real n-gga f-ck the snake sh-t
i’m all about gettin my bands up
this that fendi boy step ya brands up
f-ck all you p-ssy n-ggas
got some hood n-ggas that’ll bust quick
trust this
know i does this
i’m big homie oh i bust hits
you don’t want beef my n-ggas move quick
tellem hold on make this move quick
see i got this n-gga that’s moving sl!ck
there he go n-gga move quick

[hook]

i hit that n-gga on the low
had to tellem what i know
see i heard you being fake
throwing dirt on my name
oh sh-t now i gotta hurt you
oh sh-t now i gotta curse you
oh lord it’s gonna feel good now i gotta he-rs- you
fake n-ggas
i hate me a fake n-gga
you snake n-ggas
i can’t f-ck wit snake n-ggas
you fake n-ggas
i hate me a fake n-gga
you snake n-ggas
i can’t f-ck wit snake n-ggas

[2nd verse]

lets take the time to expose you
you a dumb n-gga n0body knows you
and the only reason that they know you
cus you was in my crew n-gga i chose you
yea you lucked up
but now you f-cked up
oh you cross me you gettin f-cked up
i ain’t talkin bout these hoes now when i say my n-ggas been cuffed up
shoutout to my real n-ggas
and shoutout to my real b-tches
if you don’t f-ck wit these fake n-ggas
put your hands high give the middle finger
i need a b-tch wit a fat -ss
who bout money, who chase the bag
she real hood but she got cl-ss
them inches long keep these hoes mad

[hook]

[3rd verse, army regime]

all of these n-ggas c-n-l street, this mob sh-t, wild deep
wake a n-gga since gemeyl sleep, still flowing, c-n-l, creek
it’s still boeing aisle seats, turbulence, mild sleep
platinums cuffs, chain gang, to the gold chains, but i’m wild i’m free
b-tch i could drip a lagoons
walk in the building we flagging already, as long as that sh-t is maroon
and all of my n-gga’s in tune
i pick my fit in the tomb
i get my fix with the tool
try me i’ll sit in the tombs
try me then get in the tomb
all the real n-ggas never gotta tell a n-gga he real though
n-gga, i’m real doe, and we getting real dough
just look at the whip, i open the doors, it look like a field goal
my b-tch wouldn’t wear those, can’t f-ck with you weirdos
y’all n-ggas are fake and hate but wait, cuz i hate the fake sh-t
we’ll come rearrange sh-t, my n-ggas do bang sh-t
cuz you a liar, or a supervisor, the way that you make shift
make money and make hit, i just crawled out the snake pit

[outro]

fake n-ggas
i can’t f-ck with fake n-ggas
fake b-tches
got some b-tches who will fade b-tches
fake n-ggas
i can’t f-ck with snake n-ggas
fake b-tches
i can’t f-ck wit snake b-tches
fake
fake
fake
okay
fake
fake
fake
okay
can’t f-ck with them fake b-tches
can’t f-ck with them snake n-ggas
i can’t f-ck wit you stay the f-ck away b-tches

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