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rome streetz & daringer - drive by كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: rome streetz]
ayo
put this in your f_ckin’ pipe and smoke it

choked him out like on some slow sh_t
my dope too potent, first timers takin’ microdoses (uh huh)
steppin’ on your throat in them “king 40° below” sh_ts
you got no motion, a gun for hire like billy ocean
free max b, grand crew the wavy potion
your lady open, i’m low in the mercedes, coastin’
they fiened out like i brought ’80s coke in (ugh)
my coat gucci ghost, see the toast when it blow open
step back, it’s a death trap, rep the yankee or thе mets hat
got everything that thе rest lack
better bars, i look better, my b_tch badder, bet that (yo)
sh_ttin’ on you n_ggas like i ate a ex_lax
the d_ck is where my ex ate but that hoe won’t get a text back (nah)
i got a high flex rate, frequently how i get racks
it’s no competition in this game, and all the rest wack (you n_ggas bums)
six figures off of the slang, ms where i end at
multiple, i’m ’03 hov with the shoulder move
shakin’ bum ass n_ggas off like i’m supposed to do (uh_huh)
load and shoot, f_ck a convo if it ain’t loads of loot
you n_ggas boof, i smoke you and your whole social group (grrt)

[chorus: rome streetz]
i’m connected like wi_fi
you n_ggas trash, i come smoke your whole staff like a drive by (bow bow bow bow)
i had to grind, no hand outs like a high five (uh_huh)
i been a trailblazer like clyde the glide
i’m connected like wi_fi
you n_ggas trash, i come smoke your whole staff like a drive by (boom boom boom)
i had to grind, no hand outs like a high five
been a trailblazer like clyde the glide
[verse 2: rome streetz]
ayo
foreign ride with a wh0re inside
pedal to the floor, me and these bum ass n_ggas never coincide
hustler bonafide, you should know hoe
it’s doe or die like az and nas, mo’ money and homicide
feds try and trap me, ho_happy jackies
want me to hit it with no rubber on, try and trap me (nah)
that sh_t is tacky, now i make big racks off the raps
before, it was a small lil’ crack piece (what else?)
crystallized molly in the capsule and hashish
i’m up now, i made what you made in a year last week
dancin’ with the devil, better have rhythm and fast feet
who’ll die broke: the kingpin, teacher, or athlete?
that sh_t is deep, chasin’ lights, cameras, and action
glamor and fashion, chrome hammers and fast wagons
n_ggas can’t f_ck wit’ me ‘cus they lack passion (nah)
been had the glow, i’m the last dragon
n_gga

- rome streetz daringer

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