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rj lamont - 6am in philly كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(rj always trippin’, man, rj always trippin’, man)

[verse 1: daboii]
yeah, stackin’ and i’m starvin’, same ‘fit for a week
you better watch what n_ggas sayin’, n_ggas get k!lled for them tweets
faceshot, yeah, i’m the one that put the bag on his head
n_ggas should’ve played it cool, now it’s bad for your mans
b_tch blow up off my name, i need half of the bread
i need half of the cheese, i need half of the bank
b_tch, i was busy out of town, how the f_ck am i to blame?
your brother died and you the one that left him hangin’? what a shame
i keep tryna tell myself to stop thuggin’, but i can’t
and my oakland n_ggas throwin’ fours, that’s why i poured up in a drink
i need them all_blue bills, i give a f_ck about no fame
b_tch, i’m an sob n_gga, give a f_ck about your gang
step back and shoot this b_tch from the corner like i’m dame
or i’ll pull up on his ass and drop forty like i’m steph
n_gga think he f_ckin’ with me, what the f_ck? he off the meth?
b_tch head so good, i almost f_cked around and wrecked
you always askin’ for the blunt, lil’ n_gga, you a pest
heard he was talkin’ out his neck, but he won’t say it with his chest
i wake up and get fresh, but i still’ll make a mess
b_tch keep thinkin’ i’ma chase her, b_tch, you ain’t even a catch
and i can’t argue with no n_gga, tell that n_gga go and step
i put that money where my mouth is and they still ain’t want no bet
n_gga, run it up, run it up, godd_mn, i’m out of breath
that b_tch gon’ jam up anyway, why you got beam up on the tec?
n_gga put a beam on his tec like that b_tch ain’t gon’ jam
d_mn, i had to get it out the mud, was eatin’ tuna from the can
a part of me be like “i can’t,” other side be like “i can”
brodie fresh up out that slam, don’t get your stupid ass slammed
thinkin’ i’m a walkin’ l!ck, you a stupid_ass man
yeah, broke_ass n_gga, get your funds up
i hit the hood tryna motivate, i show the thugs love
n_gga, stop lyin’ to them hoes, you ain’t done nothin’
b_tch wasn’t talkin’ ’bout a bag, so i hung up
b_tch wasn’t talkin’ ’bout sh_t, so i blocked her
yeah, b_tch wanna kick it with daboii like it’s soccer
yeah, b_tch tried to set the play on me, i’ma sock her
bro, me and brodie been hit your b_tch, what you got, third?
n_ggas always talkin’ ’bout what you gon’ do, no, you not, nerd
[interlude: daboii]
tahaha
nerd_ass n_gga
yeah
yeah

[verse 2: daboii]
i could’ve got the n_gga gone, he should be thankful that i spared him
how the f_ck can i lose? all the sh_t that i’m inheritin’
heard you don’t ride for your gang, man, you lil’ n_ggas embarrassing, on the gang, n_gga

[outro: daboii]
yeah, yeah
the f_ck wrong with these n_ggas? uh
yeah, yeah
don’t even wanna do no song with these n_ggas, on the gang, n_gga
yeah, on the gang, n_gga
yeah, yeah, you know where we hang, n_gga
yeah, yeah, you know what i claim, n_gga
you know what we bang, n_gga
sob the gang, n_gga, b_tch

- rj lamont

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