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rxknephew – who the hell is nephew كلمات اغاني

[verse]
don’t come around here _ “but, b_tch, i wanna die”
these n_ggas be p_ssy, see it in they eyes
gl!ck in his face, this is not a surprise
when slitherman on your ass, can’t hide
boom! play with me, b_tch, then that’s your life
cut the cocaine with miami ice
don’t write a check if you can’t pay the price
i look at the pot like we ’bout to fight
pew_pew_pew_pew_pew
b_tch, have a good night
run a b_tch over, modern day suge knight
glock dunk on a n_gga like like mike
rxk! i hate thesе n_ggas
rest to holyfield, i ain’t faking, n_gga
glock fry you like pork fat and bacon, n_gga
i am not thе one, don’t mistake me, n_gga
my b_tch call me petty
put them lashes on, b_tch, get ready
we taking a trip, b_tch, drive for me
we get caught, get on the stand and lie for me
b_tch told me better control my drinking
thinking ’bout me, that’s the wrong kind of thinking
run up on me, that’s the wrong kind of thinking
grrr, iron out the creases
did another bean, my heart racing
i need some water to chill
before i f_ck with prices, let’s make a deal
walk in that b_tch, murder, death, k!ll
white b_tch in the group like will.i.am
glock sound dumber than fergie
who the h_ll is carlo just popped an urky
they like “slitherman, don’t hurt me”
what do you mean? don’t talk to me
you need beans? i need beans
she on beans, brodie on beans
“neph, is you rolling?” i’m on a bean
whipping my wrist like that b_tch got tourette’s
tired of driving, neph need a jet
i’m thinking ’bout money, she thinking ’bout s_x
the clip empty, i pop in the next
i’m going too fast, she tryna give neck
he talking too much, fall the f_ck back
f_ck out my face with all of that yap
ugly as f_ck, look like i’m yak
don’t want no clear liquor, i want yak
backwood look like that b_tch ass, fat
rxk! get the tat
grrr, smoke his ass like a black
they like “neph, stop screaming”
h_ll nah, b_tch, eat a d_ck
i’ma scream ’til i lose my motherf_cking voice
opp scream to the top of his voice
friends in my face, “who the h_ll is carlo?”
glockies look like an extended tahoe
drinking this henny, my kidneys failing
i’ma drive all the way to cali then mail it
f_ck out my face, n_gga
i’m so higher than a f_ck
i might start rapping like lil boat
biting my tongue, on the verge of a stroke
might die driving off of the henny
hi, my name is death, my mom kimberly
that glock 9 sing like symphonies
i will pull a f_cking heist at tiffany’s
i will drive my f_cking car into your trap
n0body died, we doubling back
backwood smell like funyun pack
i was never 12, i skipped that
i don’t give a f_ck if you got that sh_t
barack obama was never black
he was a hawaiian dude with a tan
off a obama phone, sold grams
b_tch! b_tch!
that’s what the glock 9 sound like
b_tch ass ho ass n_ggas!
that’s what these n_ggas be moving like
they got glocks but don’t shoot ’em right
you shoot at me, you don’t k!ll me, you die
look like travis barker on the drums
up that glock, dun_dun_dun_dun_dun
pot sound like black rob screaming whoa
b_tch bad, french tip toes
opp tried to run down, he ain’t even close
walk in the trap, keep the door closed
high as a f_ck, b_tch, i can’t see
brown used to be white like dirty dee
real dope boy, five dollar tee
b_tch p_ssy sound like mac and cheese
glock hit your head, sound like mac and cheese
opp brains look like mac and cheese
stab a b_tch like a juicy juice can
trap look like i work with michelin man
i pass you the work, don’t fidget with the grams
i can see an opp out the peripheral vision
glock 9, shooting out the peripheral vision
there’s work in the trunk, no stereos in it

- rxknephew

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