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rmc mike – broward كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(f_ck the fire, we got grease)
(it’s a wayne beat)
alright, grease
b_tch, ghetto boyz sh_t
hah, yeah, whew
whew

[verse]
too much weight, broke the kitchen floor
dope got the block hot like the kitchen stove
i just sold a whole bricky right on fenton road
we the hottest ’round this b_tch, i bet the city know
broke her down off a perc’, she left tippy_toed
i done drunk too much wock’, man, my kidney gone
i can make a hundred thousand off any phone
i done f_cked the wrong b_tch, now my jimmy gone
if you ain’t got no head for me, b_tch, leave me alone
dog could’ve been great, but you teached him wrong
i cook dope good as h_ll, they didn’t teach me wrong
d_mn, i need a new plug ’cause they shipped him home
now that’s f_cked up
i used to sit on the block, now they come to us
we done made it to the top, man, they lovin’ us
talkin’ sh_t on these beats help me run it up
ask me what i made off rap, sh_t, a hundred plus
and that’s all facts
i swear to god, i’m poppin’ dog if he call back
two thousand blues in the backpack, what you call that?
i ain’t tryna beef with dog ‘nem ’cause they all rats
i don’t condone none of that f_ck sh_t
this b_tch tryna ride, i only picked her up to suck d_ck
i got a bad heart, no, i can’t trust sh_t
i’m lil wayne, skate down the block, rockin’ truck fit
thirty stick pokin’ out my— alright
thirty stick pokin’ out my pocket, we in public
before i ever made a rap song, i was hustlin’
you ever beat a b_tch down then find out she your cousin?
sh_t, i did
hah, let me tell you ’bout this one sh_t that i did
b_tch ain’t eat the cum, so i nutted on her eyelid
b_tch facetime her friend like, “try this”
k!ller walked in with a pint, i’m finna buy this
grease, hand me a cigarette, i’ma light this
beat a n_gga ass on a plane, i’m a flight risk
yeah, my b_tch skinny, but her ice thick
the plug just hit me with a bag that was priceless
it’s time to turn way back up, hit the light switch
i’m in atlanta with the dog like i’m mike vick
i’m lookin’ for a new stuffer, who got license?
b_tch so infatuated how the ice hit, that’s a nice kit
you gotta know i’m poppin’ sh_t on sight, i don’t fight sh_t
slap said we can change our lives with the right mix
threwed a left jab and missed, caught his ass with a right hit
ten_milli’ hit him in his head, left him lifeless

- rmc mike

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