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sada baby - re rock كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(good lookin’, juan)
what you got?
i got a hundred thousand—
bingo, huh

[verse]
i got a hundred_thousand_dollar wristw_tch, huh, yeah
i trapped that— on hip_hop, huh
i got a hundred_thousand_dollar wristw_tch, ooh
i trapped it off hip_hop, ooh
i— (huh)
i ain’t got no time for no lip locks, huh
i got a half a head of dreadlocks, ooh
i place her old sh_t and make her hips drop, listen
i got a half a head of dreadlocks, huh
full pocket of them banjos, actin’ like an assh0l_
i got a homeboy with ten glocks, huh
i heard your brother work at minjos, smokin’ crack and pintos, listen
sneaky d_ck sucker, gangster, k!ller, snitch, hate ’em all
camera phones out everywhere, that’s why i hate the mall
but i don’t hate to ball, pass to bro bro, he get off
who lost thе roof on the coupe? i’m gon’ keep it off
uh, he can’t hang with gang gang ‘causе he breathe too soft
uh, keep on actin’ like a b_tch, i’ma bleed your door
make his sister suck the dangalang until her knees raw, huh
i swear to god
sk!lla act like me on accident, purposely he’s a god
ooh, ah, peace to the gods
one of your n_ggas gon’ get fried if i reach to the side
“skub, why you ain’t dancin’? what happened to you?
you make b_tches wanna boogie, gotta get back to it”
huh, f_ck you mean? b_tch, i still cut my rug
hit a b_tch from the back, booty hold the [?]
huh, n_ggas die too much, huh, b_tches lie too much, huh
how the f_ck a lowlife can get fly this much? huh
eyes red because i’m high, i don’t cry too much
huh, cut a b_tch off with the water if she dry too much, listen
shoot a n_gga in his sh_t if he try too much
huh, f_ck a question, we gon’ press him, ask why too much
huh, die on the body in the cold, up fire too much
chopper like some suited and booted for the win, don’t tie too much, listen
i say i’m big bro, bang blood, got dreadlocks
wanna be a funny n_gga? better be a red fox
he in that water, cook him for them greens like he ham hocks, huh
who i’m is
i’m is the motherf_ckin’ king of the rerock
huh, louis sneakers on, don’t think i can spell “reebok”
huh, can’t shoot up her club if she musty, f_ck you talkin’ ’bout? (huh)
huh, like what they really on? i get ’em gone
huh, they can’t f_ck with me, help when i ride the sk!lla songs
huh, call the ar an old b_tch because the titties long
huh, i got k!llers from the red to the [?]
big boss n_gga, huh
big boss— hold up
big boss mode, b_tch, i’m on pro sh_t
every time i get more sh_t, i want more sh_t
every time i hit a cold b_tch, i want a cold b_tch
every time i’m in a slow whip, i jump in sk!lla car
tell that n_gga drive fast as f_ck and get me to the bar
i got hooked on ñejo once again, i quit the wockhardt
ah
huh, your b_tch a chooser
stab her like freddy kreuger
i’m a winner and i took her from a loser, huh
sn_tch the brain from that ho, she a tutor, huh
put the d_ck up in her body like a tumor
uh, told gang ’bout that p_ssy, she a rumor
had the ski mask on when i hit it, skuba rumor, listen
and you see my cold t__th, nah, they ain’t gold no more
and you see my rose t__th, nah, they ain’t [?] no more
and you see my froze t__th, diamonds on them motherf_ckers
i spent twenty_motherf_ckin’_thousand dollars on them motherf_ckers, listen
me and baby man hair braided up, ugly
uh, she ain’t never seen me, bet she won’t f_ck me
she ain’t never seent him, bet she gon’ f_ck me
that’s my brother, not like that’s your brother, b_tch
that’s my brother, five real, huh
can’t do nothin’ to him soon as your thing [?]
i’ma up bhopstick for the k!ll, huh
that’s my brother, not like that’s your brother
p_ssy, that’s my brother, five real, huh
can’t say nothin’ to him soon as she think she mouth
i’ma bust it and watch the blood spill
dooh

- sada baby

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