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richtogod547 - ig كلمات أغنية

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[joe exotic verse 1:]
n_ggas be cappin, we shoot em up, they on ig trollin we k!ll em n_ggas (b_tch yeah)
ar with a drum, red beam on the gun (b_tch yeah)
get your ass smoked, we don’t run (b_tch)
run up if you want, get done (yeah)
fifty shots in the k, we don’t duck (b_tch)
treat a n_gga like a b_tch, put a n_gga on a t_shirt (b_tch)
we gon’ f_ck up the opps, yeah, they gettin’ hurt (b_tch)
he got marked, we went and got revenge (b_tch yeah)
choppa gon’ pop out the cut like a fin (naw fr)
we don’t do no talkin’, we just get it in
all of my n_ggas, they with the sh_ts
f_ckin’ on b_tches, we don’t do no kissin’
dead ops in my goyard, i’m off x pills, told dawg to pop a perc, he poppin’ pills
hollows hit ’em, they poppin’ still
glock with a d_ck, i got a chopper with a banana clip (b_tch)
shots hit his body, he on the ground, droppin’ sh_t
she got out the shower but she still stank (aye) this b_tch callin my phone for money, told her i don’t have it, hop out the v and throw couple shots at you and your b_tch
once you die there ain’t no comin back, i want you to be my wifey, i can take you to the mall and buy you what you want
slime ball, we aim for the head, that’s it, n_gga p_ss me off, i almost shot him (ok)
she eat the d_ck like some cereal, your husband a b_tch, he talkin tough sh_t, pull up and get him wacked, spin on the opps, we do drive_by’s at night time

[lil richlee verse 2:]
hit him with the mac_11 (ok yeah) your brother a hoe, we pull up on him and leave him dead in the street
send em the load, my n_gga quan, will bust a grape, we ain’t together, why you callin me bae (get on b_tch)
f_cked my teacher, she got great head (great head)
ay, pull up with sticks and we hop out with glizzys
and i’m on that henny, i’m off of them meds, don’t judge me, i’m heavy
b_tch, i’m a dog like i’m scooby, y’all n_ggas p_ssy, y’all scared (p_ssy)
heard he was talkin that sh_t, then we put them guns to his head (p_ssy)
run up on me, get wet (run up), get hit with the stick like a bat (b_tch)
once i see you, it’s game over, shorty wants some money, but i ain’t got none (yeah)
he said he wants smoke, so i give it to him, turn a opp into a pack, smoked him, she gave me sloppy in the backseat, xd25 send em a blitz then we make him leak (b_tch n_gga)
she wanna f_ck, i got them zippos, glock came with a switch, he got k!ll for all of that dissin
posted in the slums, green tip, them n_ggas hoes, they always dissin and sh_t
they k!llied your cousin, you haven’t caught no bodies
big glock knock a n_gga off his feet, gettin to em bands, left a stain, these n_ggas be on my d_ck so bad, they can’t even breathe (yeah)
i’m gettin’ money
i’m in a lamb’, i’m doin’ the speed
he said he want beef, we put him on a tee (yea)
put him on a shirt, make his ass rest in peace
he said he want smoke, well we got plenty
n_gga, you ain’t never shot n0body, i know that you lying

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