kalimah.top
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

rylo rodriguez - just like bruddas كلمات أغنية

Loading...

[intro]
(48)
([?] on the track)

[verse 1]
ain’t no smackin’ the troll, no n_ggas gon’ troll the n_ggas, just know we smack
you ain’t been gettin’ actin’, me ain’t got a work and no keyboard, even i roll the tablets
you blow it rap, and it’s easy, you find your plug, smoke my bro, we trappin’
get the low [?], make sure you don’t catch no debits, 12 tryna hold you for traffickin’
put the lights on, my ice hurt ’em, hands on like i’m turner
my jeans chrome, that’s not purple
fifty thousand on pant, i pourin’, serve ’em
if she won’t stay at home, i won’t make it
hoe, c’mon, sh_t ain’t faithful
i took a phone, man, [?]
even my cologne a non disclosure
every young thing got ’round, we got a box, we should rented a u_haul truck
doubted the bro, i’m sorry my brother good, this sh_t like milwaukee buck
got so many clothes, i pop out to rest my life and switch my outfit up
used to be my dog, slay n_gga turned to [?], f_ck n_ggas talk too much
i pulled a three up in a canadian cream, sold ’em hats, britney spears
on the e_way v truck, doors to bp, i still play the review man
my wrist is a pp, it’s a patek philippe, same price of richard mille
the hoe buy stuff, she on my roster, she team for real
talked on the jail phone with g, [?], i came with lee, he wrote some staves
tryna hit my lil’ brudda with another gun, [?]
i hit their ass, these n_ggas like chantelle, squabble up like a baby
make it easy and beat d_mn cases, we sell ’em weed and now they’re patients
ask to the hood back, what they k!ll, legit that, leave ’em on the pavement
your bro was shooted, they hit ’em on the traffic, now hope he get a probation
i used to be in the car with lil quan, one day i seen him serve his mama
better be her rush in the trenches, he left the goyard in the bentley
[refrain]
all my bros be super t’d
all my hoes be super t’d
all my clothes be super t’d
all my show be super t’d
b_tch, [?] super t__ter
i ask if she know the v’s
my hoe overstate her visa
all my ho’ from overseas

[verse 2]
i’ma call me super sp_cious, sh_t your mounth, i f_ck who you stay
say the cuban shot ain’t got a bracelet, i got money on the bas_m_nt
if you need no computer, try this bean, you box sh_t in, just punch it, [?]
ain’t no real been on no hate sh_t, ain’t no real been on no gay sh_t
i wanna peace of mind, bro, [?]
she wanna f_ck my chain down, she wanna suck my wrist out
she gonna sleep with some eight carats, she keep splittin’ my ear up
i spend a bag on fear of god, even though a n_gga don’t fear much
they care about havin’ bars, and they call me barbarians
got a european broad, fly a b_tch out from netherland
codeine on file, and i doublecuppin’ styrofoam
[?] sellin’ freestyle from out the paint, i ain’t measurin’
two tone, i copped couple stones in the belt
couple members in the car, treat ’em just like brothers
[outro]
just like brothers
i treat ’em just like brothers
couple members in the car, treat ’em just like brothers

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغنية الشائعة حالياً

Loading...