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scotty cain – nba smoke (nba young boy diss) كلمات اغاني

[intro]
f-ck a n-gga two times and f-ck what they be reppen’
you p-ssy cause’ you had a n-gga ’round [fade out]

[verse 1]
f-ck a n-gga two times and f-ck what they be reppen’
you p-ssy cause’ you had a n-gga ’round just ‘for protection
you two faced it
might be a rat, and you scary
a n-gga kilt yo dog and you ain’t see bout it or check it
aye hold up
[who] talkin’ reckless
when you ain’t have no money
b-tch i kept it real when all them n-ggas say you bumming
you came riding ‘ery n-gga d-ck just ‘fore the feature
i just bat a n-gga -ss to sleep
i can’t wait till i see you

[verse 2]
instagram pro?
you thankin’ it’s a joke?
you sayin’ you want smoke
b-tch i’mma let it blow
mask on, gloves tight
how tha’ f-ck you gon’ know
glock and tha’ .44
since you wanna put on a show

[verse 3]
up with tha can and i spray
up with tha k and you lay
mention my name must be g-y
i’mma hit you with this b-tch and leave you layin’ out the gate
yeah, first 48
n-gga, you know i’on’t play
i’mma k!ll you broad day
i’mma slang the f-ckin’ k
you know i’m comin’ with drums
i’m k!llin’ errybody, don’t leave a witness
you know i’m ’bout that
show me where your house at
b-tch i’m comin’ clear the bidness
lil bit -ss n-gga trippin’ i’m clutchin’ extensions
hit ’em in his back shut his nerves down now he ain’t got feelin’
i creep with the same cutta’
i put on that [?]
this b-tch ain’t good enough?
i dig out that otha’ roid
i keep me a pocket knife, that cutta’ [?] as my otha’ squad
i catch a n-gga, it’s on site
b-tch imma send you to the undergod

[verse 4]
yeah
i’m comin’ for her
i’m comin’ for him
i’m runnin’ from ’em
i’m gunnin’ for ’em
i’mma hit ’em up
i’mma bust in public
lil b-tch -ss n-gga, you a f-ckin’ munchkin
[?] i’m clutchin’ my weapon
since someone wan’ test me
i’mma gucci mane stretchin’
i’mma give his -ss a blessin’
all i need is .38, that glock that be extra
drop a diss song, wish you neva’ woulda’ did it

[verse 5]
hit you with this b-tch so many times
you gon’ wish you wasn’t trippin
i got a cutter with yo’ name on it
just fo’ the dissin’
tell ’em send me 400 grand when you come up missin’
after you dead i’m f-ckin that lil ratchet hoe you kissin’
don’t let dame catch you, he gon’ crash out
k!ll you an’ cop out fo’ the time and leave yo -ssed out
i’mma k!ll you, beat the sh-t
and still be back outchea with that same bullsh-t
b-tch i got a full clip
b-tch!
bang

- scotty cain

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