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sada baby - road dogg skuba james كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
ha, excuse me
hmm
binko
huh, skuba
ah, what that means (48 sh_t)

[chorus]
huh, million_dollar n_gga, still gon’— haha (hol’ up)
haha, uh, huh
million_dollar n_gga, still gon’ pull up at the coney, huh
ten times out of ten, gotta— huh_huh, huh
ten times out of ten, brodie got it on him, huh
ten times out of ten, huh
ten times out of ten, it ain’t just me and brodie (haha)

[verse]
what you know good?
not gon’ never tolerate no ho sh_t (huh)
all i gotta do is say h_llo to get your ho hit
huh, huh, four fifths of ‘ñejo and a four_fifth
nah, hot_ass draco and a cold b_tch
i’ma slide for each and every one of mines, huh
i got heat for n_ggas when it ain’t even summer time
nah, i’ll make a hood rat pop her top, huh
pull them titties out for my brothers on the block, huh
listen, huh
trap n_gga, disrespect the n_ggas in my truck and we gon’ whack n_ggas
huh, hate n_ggas like i ain’t no black n_gga
nah, i ain’t know white n_ggas, i ain’t got no— (hahahaha)
oh, look, i ain’t got no crack in me
huh, i just served that, huh, right there where the birds at
know i’m in the kitchen, on the stove where the birds at
i been done sent hollow through his ‘fro, i know you heard that
listen, fake rich, real b_tch_ass n_gga
nah, a half gangster, full snitch_ass n_gga
huh, them the type of n_ggas that you run with
nah, that run in your bloodline
nah, i’ll run up on you, make you run from us, listen
nah, he gon’ take a l, i got dub with me
no, chop in the backseat strapped with a gun on him
nah, st__z in the front seat strapped with a rifle
nah, free got a pistol, i’ma walk right behind him (uh, listen)
nah, you can’t slide sh_t, huh
walk a n_gga down for my baby five_six
nah, f_ck a n_gga b_tch then hit her five friends
she ate that d_ck in the brib, call that sh_t dine_in, in
huh, let me walk somethin’ just because i bought somethin’
mr. i’ll put the strap down and be done fought somethin’
nah, mr. i’ll shoot a bug b_tch with my salt gun (salt gun)
nah, huh, huh
make a n_gga call his b_tch to see me, she ain’t saw nothin’
old n_gga lyin’ to that ho and he ain’t off nothin’
lame n_gga, get to after— (hol’ up)
lame n_gga, go and sit at the back of the line
uh, we gon’ eat first, huh, yeah, well, we eat the most
a couple of them keep percs, uh, uh, ’cause i need the most
i’ll buy a whole script, huh, flip a whole b_tch
nah, flip a whole brick, i swear to god, i’m cold with it (ayy, ooh, uh, uh)
they ain’t thuggin’ like your baby
uh, pull up with my shirt off, sippin’ dadas, goin’ brazy
doin’ a hundred down gresham with no l’s, i’m the mayor
my old n_gga was the greatest in the field, gale sayers (uh, f_ck)
uh, and i’m with the sprayers
uh, not comin’ tomorrow, i’m with the bomin’ todayers
uh, they bome in the night, uh, end a n_gga life
uh, soon as i pop outside, end up in a n_gga wife (hahahaha)
mr. i’ll never back down
fresh n_gga off the bench squad with the stackhouses
try play with me, see how my n_ggas act ’bout it
it ain’t a man, not a n_gga that’s around me that ain’t ’bout it
huh, who gon’ to fake ’bout it? nah, who gon’ play ’bout it?
i’ll shoot you in your face, ask police what they gon’ to say ’bout it
huh, i’ll f_ck— mm_mm_mm
f_ck a bad b_tch in the bathroom at a day party, duh
[chorus]
huh, million_dollar n_gga, still gon’— haha
hmm, haha, uh, huh
million_dollar n_gga, still gon’ pull up at the coney, huh
ten times out of ten, gotta— huh_huh, huh
ten times out of ten, brodie got it on him, huh
ten times out of ten, huh
ten times out of ten, it ain’t just me and brodie (haha)

[outro]
what you know good?

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