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rmc mike – thoughts كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yeah, b_tch
ghetto boyz sh_t n_gga

[verse]
ridin’ in a sp_ceship lookin’ for a bad b_tch
paid all cash for this b_tch so i can crash it
i be talkin’ crazy on the beat so i don’t adlib
b_tch kinda ugly in the face but her ass big
yeah her bag big
i made five hundred thousand at my last crib
i put a tag on his toe, that mean he tagged in
i can’t pull in nowhere, i got a bag in
this my last ten
big bag on alert, i gotta fly to it
fans said they f_ckin’ with the music, they get high to it
deuce deuce hit him in his lung got him ha_chooin’
back and forth from flint to la, i’m bringing za through it
hey juice, where the f_ck the perc 30s? ’cause i need three
he came 580, forgi’s on it with the green seats
i fеined out, i just poured some wock’ in thе green tea
good d_ck made her cash out, b_tch, celine me
another bag on the floor, i think a birkin
do a drill in maybach, drop the curtains
you out here doin’ sh_t for no reason, what’s the purpose?
he caught a body then got life, was it worth it?
let me take another sip of this act’, got me burpin’
on the e_way with a hunnid’ pack it got me nervous
kick the driver out, the n_gga kept swervin’
plr loud as h_ll, i know they heard it
last year i made two_hundred_fifty times two, n_gga
walk in the crib at 2:00 a.m. got my boo trippin’
lamborghini svj that b_tch got two engines
i done beat a n_gga ass and now he cool with me
walk a n_gga down, shoot first and ask questions later
my new b_tch a light bright redskin potatoes
n_gga tryna buy some weed from me, got ten flavors
i was f_ckin’ b_tches twenty nine as a tenth rader
young n_gga f_ckin’ grown b_tches plus i had a whip
mama i’m a big rapper now, did you imagine this?
i swear to god the ‘wood hit harder with a plastic tip
i brought all the food to the table, bro pass the grits
b_tch, you broke and your baby daddy broke too
he need to sit his ass down, been sellin’ work since ’02
ten milli’ turn a n_gga head into some tofu
sloppy head got my drawls wet, i let it soak through
d_mn, i’m a freaky n_gga and i’m honest
sh_t, i’m flyer than the b_tch, i’m the pilot
boy, you smokin’ bullsh_t, that’s not exotic
okay, i made some dogsh_t off hydroponics
aight, now i’m on the fast route, b_tches gettin’ passed out
ap is a glass house, d_mn i almost crashed out
n_ggas gettin’ packed out, mama gettin’ cashed out
a million is in_grab now
lost his life, guess he cr_pped out
sh_t was so obvious
number one sh_t talker i don’t need a audience
dum n dumbber 3 went top five, we was callin’ it
b_tch p_ssy loose than a b_tch, i just fall in it
that’s a d_mn shame
i spent a brick and a half on my d_mn chain
police ever get me in the room, won’t say a d_mn thing
aggressively hittin’ her from the side, broken hamstring
you got me dancin’ in the p_ssy, do yo’ d_mn thing
you with them or you with us? n_gga, pick a side
rest in piece uncle jb, he got sick and died
i’ll rob a n_gga for his car before i hitch a ride
we can really make it to the top, you gotta visualize
free the ghetto, when they come home you boys f_cked
spent three_fifty on a lamborghini, it’s a truck
i take a five, built her body up now she a buck
we done sent so many opps to the sky, now they stuck

- rmc mike

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