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rjldiablo - the way it used to be كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
let’s bring hip_hop back to the way it used to be
we better get this sh_t heated befo’ the cops start shooting me
and then they go all biggie and they start lootin’ me
stop getting ghostwriters, ’cause it’s f_cking cool to be_
an emcee in the game of motherf_ckers who suck
but maybe with a strike of luck
you can be better but don’t credit me, ’cause i don’t give a f_ck
i’m heating up every f_cking track like a cook
do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a f_cking crook
let’s bring hip_hop back to the way it used to be
we better get this sh_t heated befo’ the cops start shooting me
and then they go all biggie and they start lootin’ me
stop getting ghostwriters, ’cause it’s f_cking cool to be_
an emcee in the game of motherf_ckers who suck
but maybe with a strike of luck
you can be better but don’t credit me, ’cause i don’t give a f_ck
i’m heating up every f_cking track like a cook
do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a f_cking crook

[verse]
okay, load the f_cking nine, it is my time
okay with rhymes, you think it’s mine?
committin’ crimes on the block
seven inch gun, not a glock, it’s my c_ck (d_mn)
we doing advances and dances like tik_tok
i’m doing this sh_t solely for hip_hop
not the f_cking sh_t pop
you gonna be murdered by this music like motherf_cking hitchc_ck
your life and my life is running outta time like tick tock
send big shots down your hood
get home from school after being pushed in the mud
but now i’m getting f_cking dubs
send you the the mortician called rick like wubba lubba dub dub
i’m k!lling all these verses, you’d think that i got a curse and
you’re thinking of the wrong person
my motherf_cking mum disapproves of the lyrics with me cursin’
alright lemme rap like a regular rapper, lemme impersonate
so as you walking to the strib club to get your d_ck sucked
the sh_t’s shut, you pick up
a motherf_cking 313, you got a girl on her knees
and she finding a daddy to please
and she sucking all on my keys
she thinks i’m a motherf_cking martian like lil b
y’all belittle me, you sh_t hole flees
nah f_ck that sh_t, you arogant
you embarrassin’, so tonight we gon’ rock like motherf_cking aerosmith! (b_tch!)
the gun and the snake go hiss, all these motherf_ckers can go drink my p_ss
and i dived into your girl like the p_ssy is the abyss, you see
every f_cking day i wake up, can’t say anything on twitter about men wearing make_up
’cause then you f_cking get cancelled and you won’t get your secondary school major
throw the motherf_cking controller like a rager
also to the haters, just know i f_cking hate ya
oh and lukey i made you, though i gotta rate you
thank you for showing me how to f_cking hate people
this life ain’t real, i’m buying eight meals
i hate girls, she made pearls
whatever the f_ck, she gets whatever she can go suck
then two f_cking minutes later she hits my line “hey babe i’m down to go f_ck”
i’m ramming in like a truck, she wanna play with my duck
she is amazing as crook, then the bullet came and she couldn’t f_cking duck, d_mn
i bust it in her e_y_e, then she wants to leave, fight me
she looking at my brother, she thinking that he might be
the one she wants, but i say “no you fat ass f_cking c_nt!”
i slapped him in the f_cking face, but he wants to save face
so i start a chase and pick up his case
then he gets hit in the head till he’s dead (ching!)
okay, she’s holding me down on the bed
she tried to drug me with meds
ties me up to the steads
then she gets a knife and cuts of my d_ck? (aarrgghh!)
okay, i’m tired of the f_cking topic of that sh_t
it was batsh_t, but whatever i guess she just wants my satisfaction
[chorus]
let’s bring hip_hop back to the way it used to be
we better get this sh_t heated befo’ the cops start shooting me
and then they go all biggie and they start lootin’ me
stop getting ghostwriters, ’cause it’s f_cking cool to be_
an emcee in the game of motherf_ckers who suck
but maybe with a strike of luck
you can be better but don’t credit me, ’cause i don’t give a f_ck
i’m heating up every f_cking track like a cook
do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a f_cking crook
let’s bring hip_hop back to the way it used to be
we better get this sh_t heated befo’ the cops start shooting me
and then they go all biggie and they start lootin’ me
stop getting ghostwriters, ’cause it’s f_cking cool to be_
an emcee in the game of motherf_ckers who suck
but maybe with a strike of luck
you can be better but don’t credit me, ’cause i don’t give a f_ck
i’m heating up every f_cking track like a cook
do an interpolate without the credit and you stealing the lyrics like a f_cking crook

- rjldiablo

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