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scy jimm - kick the door كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(hey, what’s good, trou?)
big scy sh_t, n_gga
big t2t sh_t, n_gga
trained 2 trap, n_gga
sack chasin’ youngin, n_gga
huh, all that, n_gga
all that, yeah
f_ck a n_gga— mm
hmm

[chorus]
gave me a shot, i’m finna kick the door
i’m on this drink, i’m lettin’ that liquor flow
if you ain’t out here tryna get rich, then what you livin’ for?
n_gga, grew up broke as f_ck and now this sh_t all on the floor
i been thinkin’ ’bout goin’ vv, i already did the gold
i’m chasin’ cheese, tryna hit an m, you tryna hit a ho (the f_ck?)
want me to pop out? drop that check, i need ten for a show (on gang)
trench baby, i come from nothin’ and i’m gon’ let ’em know (yeah)

[verse]
got my bag right, lot of n_ggas mad, this sh_t so devastating (ha)
been showin’ love from the start, you know lil’ jimm never hatin’ (on gang)
throw eveything you got at me, i’m solid, y’all could never break me (the f_ck?)
i could never lie to y’all еven if i tried, i ain’t nevеr fakin’ (n_gga)
lil’ jimm, i’m too official (yeah)
in the kitchen with a few utensils
all these n_ggas my sons (what?), everything they do, i’m doin’ bigger (on gang)
n_ggas change up like the weather, but be claimin’ that they with you
name a young n_gga like me keep it real and ’bout his issue (yeah)
they hate, but that’s just what that bag do (what that bag do)
if i was broke and on my ass, i’d be mad too (sh_t)
real stepper, shake the earth whenever i pass through (yeah)
grab the work, i hit the block and show ’em what that glass do (f_ck a n_gga)
i was just stuck off in the trap
then i signed a deal with qc, it got me all over the map
had a show with nelly and young miami, this sh_t here off of rap
i dropped my tape and baby called my phone like, “jit’, you snapped” (come on, man)
free my n_gga behind them walls (yeah), on my wrist, it’s a forty ball
hit my phone, i know it ain’t ’bout no money, so i forward the call
real big dog, i won’t beef with n_ggas ’bout nothing small (come on)
hit l!cks, sold drugs, cut pistols, i done it all (yeah, yeah, yeah)
lately i been livin’ life on the edge, i’m tryna hang on
f_ck a b_tch, that bag the only thing i’m tryna bring home (yeah)
it’s scy, b_tch, not scy, don’t get my name wrong (scy sh_t, n_gga)
real player, i just f_cked two different b_tches to the same song
[chorus]
gave me a shot, i’m finna kick the door
i’m on this drink, i’m lettin’ that liquor flow
if you ain’t out here tryna get rich, then what you livin’ for?
n_gga, grew up broke as f_ck and now this sh_t all on the floor
i been thinkin’ ’bout goin’ vv, i already did the gold
i’m chasin’ cheese, tryna hit an m, you tryna hit a ho (the f_ck?)
want me to pop out? drop that check, i need ten for a show (on gang)
trench baby, i come from nothin’ and i’m gon’ let ’em know (yeah)

- scy jimm

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