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rt3 jahem - rt3 (part 2) كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
rt3 up in this b_tch head huncho vert
n_gga dissing on the gram gon get you merc
im tryna see sum f_ckin blood up on his shirt
then have his f_ckin baby momma off the percs
i’m on that savage sh_t
ratchet sh_t
n_gga run up on me i’ll let you have it b_tch
at yo momma crib, you know what’s up, you know what happened b_tch
“i ain’t wit da talk” i swear to god you always cappin b_tch
me and rt3 up in the cut we pistol packing b_tch

[verse 1]
set my n_ggas on a mission
223’s up in tha whip we tryna catch a n_gga slippin
f_ck them edl n_ggas on my momma y’all ain’t crippin
n_gga dissing on tha gang then my n_ggas get to k!lling
my n_gga running from cops and no one tried to help him out
n_ggas posting “free monte” just so they can get some clout
i’m that n_gga that’s gon f_ck yo baby momma on yo couch
disrespectful in this b_tch so what the f_ck you talking bout
speaking down up on my name then this choppa get to sparking
my n_ggas dogs that can’t be tame so you know they always barking
acting just like f_ckin b_tches boy y’all n_ggas always talking
draco paralyzed that n_gga so you he never f_ckin walking

[chorus]
rt3 up in this b_tch head huncho vert
n_gga dissing on the gram gon get you merc
i’m tryna see sum f_ckin blood up on his shirt
then have his f_ckin baby momma off the percs
i’m on that savage sh_t
ratchet sh_t
n_gga run up i’m might let you have it b_tch
at yo momma crib, you know what’s up, you know what happened b_tch
“i ain’t wit da talk” i swear to god you always cappin b_tch
me and rt3 up in the cut we pistol packing b_tch

[verse 2]
i don’t really give a f_ck
next n_gga play wit us then this drake gon leave him stuck
my n_ggas worried bout tha racks don’t give a f_ck about a buck
bullets coming for yo ass so you betta f_cking duck
n_ggas cryin bout a hoe, on my momma he a simp
wondering where that b_tch done go, on my momma she wit pimp
40 tucked up by my waist so i’m walking wit a limp
n_gga talking out his mouth so we gon put him on a blimp

[chorus]
rt3 up in this b_tch head huncho vert
n_gga dissing on the gram gon get you merc
i’m tryna see sum f_ckin blood up on his shirt
then have his f_ckin baby momma off the percs
i’m on that savage sh_t
ratchet sh_t
n_gga run up on i’m might let you have it b_tch
at yo momma crib, you know what’s up, you know what happened b_tch
“i ain’t wit da talk” i swear to god you always cappin b_tch
me and rt3 up in the cut we pistol packing b_tch

- rt3 jahem

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