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screwly g - bet not lack كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(swear your sh_t go f_ckin’ crazy)
uh, yeah, uh
uh, huh, uh, uh
brr

[verse]
these n_ggas bet not lack
opp n_gga make me mad, won’t send no text, i’ma pull up dressed in black (rrah)
it’s a few opps who ain’t catchin’ it, if you ain’t stretched, we still gon’ catch that hat (bah)
k!lled the main n_gga that spinned and do it again, we ain’t cuttin’ the opps no slack (rrah, rrah)
uh, i pop one, then i pop two, then went up six shouldn’t’ve dissed my n_gga (grrah, grrah)
even though i got racks, got a whole lot of straps, ain’t droppin’ no bag, i move comin’ to get you
still the same n_gga that they used to call for the smoke, my pockets just got a lil’ bigger
tryna mean mug in the pic with his bro and them bl!cks, so you know they somе b_tch_ass n_ggas
fell on the ground when i camе through blowin’ (pew, pew)
shot hit the curb, f_ck he thought he was goin’? (pew_pew_pew_pew)
they thought i was done, reloaded the clip
could’ve stopped— uh, but i kept on blowin’ (rrah_rrah_rrah_rrah)
most of these n_ggas who tough on the ‘net not in the streets, never stood over nothin’
wanna show me you love me? leave somethin’ bl__dy
i wanna hear how the n_gga was gushin’ (pew)
the opps’ block just like a gym, shoot at the rim (pew_pew), play ball and i score me a bucket
opps on live right now, i’m on the way by myself in a car, run the lights, i’m rushin’ (pew_pew)
n_ggas just talk that sh_t, but we ’bout that sh_t, like a twirly, we catch ’em and flush ’em
it’s a few opps i wanna k!ll myself, told foenem they catch ’em, they better not touch ’em, n_gga
huh, these n_ggas must be stupid
in the streets, it ain’t no love, n_gga, n_gga, they been k!lled cupid
been a shooter, still a shooter (pew_pew), fourteen with a fire, we gon’ make it with hoopin’
whoever told the opps to beef with us goin’ to h_ll, they ass a bad influence (fah, fah)
broke_ass n_gga ain’t have no car, couldn’t catch him a ride, so he got caught walkin’
brrt, bah, fah_fah
b_tch_ass n_gga, that’s for all that talkin’
he tried to run, guess he ain’t have a gun, jumped out with my chop, gun near hawked him (pew)
we the main reason they watchin’ these cars, bail out, blitz whenever we caught ’em
n_ggas just not shootin’ back, for years (rrah), gettin’ patched, i guess you could say that we taught ’em (rrah_rrah)
still in the field, still doin’ them drills
post on the block with the shotties and bottles
we the lil’ n_ggas who k!llin’ the k!llers
want somethin’ dead, foenem gon’ call us
murder for hire, shot out his tires, spilled lil’— shh, he got caught with his daughter (shh)
ain’t payin’ for sh_t and she know i got money
bum_ass b_tch, get the f_ck out my face
stuck in some beef, don’t want no peace (pew)
uppin’ the score, then we raisin’ the rate (pew, pew)
brung out the ap today tryna find somethin’ to spank (rrah), lil’ boogs put a b on a drac’
n_ggas aimin’ for legs, we aimin’ for heads (grrah_grrah_grrah_grrah)
i’m tryna shoot an opp all in his face
we got the drop and it’s 7 o’clock
spinned right now, we ain’t even tryna wait
n_ggas think they gon’ hustle, but there ain’t no trappin’ today (what?), k!ll an opp on the way to his plate
pull right on side of his ride and do him like biggie (rrah), all out the window with drac’
it ain’t no guns in the joint, foenem in the prison, he called me and showed me his shank
[outro]
(swear your sh_t go f_ckin’ crazy)

- screwly g

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