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salemkuma – deep end 2 كلمات اغاني

[intro: the merchant]
welcome!
got some rare things on sale stranger
whaddaya buyin’?
whaddaya sellin’?
ahh… i’ll buy it at a high price

[verse 1]
he lyin’, i know he not wit’ it
i’m sendin’, shots at the back of his fitted
i’m plottin murder, sit back, and i’m grinnin’
i gutted the f_cker, ’til he started spittin’
i couldn’t forget, the image is vivid
the scene, it was so f_ckin’ wicked
thirsty for blood, i’m addicted
spillin’ his body, he losin’ his liquid
b_tch, i’m on the grind, i’m rockin’ and stealin’ yo’ brodie
i’m stompin’, until he don’t know me
i’m at yo’ function, and waitin’ for you, ’cause you owe me
i’m demon, ‘lil b_tch i’m an oni
all these motherf_ckers, talk a bag and a whip
and you thinkin’ you hard, if you packin’ the drip
so you can keep playin’, imaginе the sh_t
keepin’ you droolin’, and smackin’ ya’ lips
b_tch, it’s hysteria, and we rollin’ in yo’ arеa
spit sick sh_t, like malaria
don’t try me, b_tch i carry a
karambit, if i’m gonna die, then i’ll plan it
why these b_tches fight? i can’t stand it
my song like a seed and i plant it
in yo’ brain, so i can expand it
i keep a tec, fully loaded on my hip, you better f_ckin’
be correct, you lookin’ like a p_ssy, so that’s why my gun ain’t
speakin’ yet, why the f_ck you talkin’, little boy you know you
deep in debt, f_ckin’ on this shawty, b_tch, we really haven’t even met
if i’m movin’, it’s always correctly
i can’t wait ’til i hop out a bentley
i was runnin’ thru h_ll, i was leadin’ the sh_lls
i wanted to watch how the check bleed
and the baphomet, told me directly
there ain’t no one to fight and protect me
like im trapped in a cell, i can scream, i can yell
but n0body wanna come get me
if you run ya mouth, better talk low
b_tch you eatin’ the blade, if you walk close
he ain’t leavin’, til brodie gon’ drop dough
and i told him, said i got the mop bro
pop him twice, boy i love my staccato
when i’m spittin’, my words got a hot glow
talkin that sh_t, get you thrown off the top row
i’m trappin’ daily, sell dope like i’m pablo
he tough, ’til i hit him with a tiger drop
lil boy, could you tell me what you f_ckin’ got
smoke up, b_tch i’m rollin up entire crops
re_ignite the sh_t, when the fire stop
keep my demons, tied up with a iron lock
so don’t break the sh_t, if you worth a lot
1312, i got five more cops
so it looks like loadin’, bout five more shots
step in the ring, you get made like a p_ssy
b_tch i’m a k!ller, so please f_ckin push me
you jock some sh_t, and you think that you shook me
b_tch i don’t care, to me, you just a rookie
[interlude: the merchant]
wise choice mate
it’s ammo will penetrate just about anything
ahh.. a choice of an avid gun collector!
it’s a nice gun, stranger
i see you have an eye for things!
gun’s not just about shootin’, it’s about reloadin’
you’ll know what i’m talkin’ about
stranger.. stranger!
not only will you need cash
but you’ll need guts to buy that weapon

[verse 2]
chaos, take everything
yo pistol is loaded, but its scared to sing
she pickin’ up the phone at every ring
walk around in my crib, no wedding ring
don’t take excuses, i make him useless
b_tch i’m the teacher, i am confucius
your life a nuisance, and your bars are fruitless
better fix ya dreams, cuz life ain’t lucid
watch how i’m steppin’, i got vv’s on my weapon
see how i’m reppin’, all of the pain i’m expressin’
could you just give me a second?
better count up ya blessings, i’m countin’ cash when the check in
i’m reachin’ gnosis, if you a real, then you already know this
but they never noticed, they was busy tryna find out the motive
from the coast to the ocean, from the deep end, to my thoughts and emotions
now it’s all in motion, and i’m on a journey to reach an explosion
fah fah fah, sendin’ shots, he bleedin’ minute maid
don’t really give a f_ck about yo feelings, b_tch i’m gettin’ paid
i’m tryna f_ck yo shawty, at yo crib, yeah i’m in it bae
please stop actin like you wit it, little boy we know you been afraid
i remember wit’ jonah
we was out duckin’ the piggies, the feds comin’ over
that’s when i got me a cobra
cuz i knew that the world, was gon’ f_ck me all over
you a witness, get shot, no jehovah
in these streets, you get put in a coma
wit’ yo’ b_tch, and she f_ck on the sofa
wit’ yo’ b_tch, and she lit off mimosas
north face, jacket on my body, act a p_ssy, end up
fourth place, i don’t got the time, for all you b_tches, give me
more sp_ce, i don’t sniff no powder, but i sell it, give me
more k, yo’ shorty wanna slide, we end up f_ckin’ right at
your place
[outro: the merchant]
is that all, stranger?
come back anytime

- salemkuma

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