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sgm – get yo bread up! كلمات اغاني

verse 1: mbrk

i wake up and hate what i produce
not passing boof’s i pass the truth
so all these n_ggas cuttin’ through
the yoppa yap with aptitude my vocab massive, amplitude
got a choppa, aim at you
your face, contort you sneeze
achoo

that’s cute
i’m in her rump
my sh_t goin crazy bro look what i’ve done
really i keep a stick like a drum_
er
yea she bottom heavy like subwoofers
heh a plugg like summrs
make these n_ggas suffer
they stayin’ under
when i finesse my way to the top
say he face my k but he not
keep hollows (holos) but not no pokémon
y’all trippin’ off the sg mob

i’m on that time like kali ma. hah
my lyrics mockin’ songs
they hoppin’ on my cosmic dong
they hit the bong, i write (right) my wrongs

okay i’m back to rhymin’
not surprisin’
like horizon
line em up
not talkin barber like a taper cuz im in the f_ckin cut

try me
see a 9 is in your face gon’ f_ck you up
yo girl handle business like a vac she really suckin’ up

verse 2: justvigi

whip be all black cause i’m muhf_ckin’ racist
me the gang we gon’ pull up and f_ck on yo b_tch and she lovin’ and askin’ for mo’ on the basis
shawty she actin like trisha. no paytas
b_tch, like a octopus
she suckin’ d_ck like a platypus
talkin on sgm can’t discuss
p_ssy boy makin such a fuss

p_ssy boy you’s just a f_ckboy
you talkin yo sh_t, look like malfoy
and you ain’t got no b_tches. no play boy
and i ain’t tryna talk to you soy boy

i pull a, i pull a blade
me and the boys we comin like a raid
he shiverin’ cause i’m boutta throw a nade’
my choppa boutta give a boy a fade

yeah, b_tch i go back in time like a re_verse
and i’m lookin at you i’m gon’ observe
the way that i’m rappin’ you’d think that vigi got a hard verse
fade that boy up like them muhf_ckin’ barbers

i pull out a blade like so
i’m rappin sum heat like mo
you f_ckin wit me like no
i f_ck her when i say so

verse 3: zai
broke ass n_gga on d_ck, for the last time b_tch go get yo’ bread up
he not big on the sticks i’ll send one hit, one guy, that n_gga got foreign berettas
feelin perc keep ya head up
he talkin’ like he got cheese but the money depletin’ in seconds he already fed up
bah, finna aim at ya sweater, uh

you ain’t moving, wait (weight)
my choppa it’s sweet uh, mix it wit some cake, yuh
feel like mbrk, cuz’ my sh_t pop pop, with a k
17 new shot_shots to the brain, 18 at your papa and yo’ maid
d_mn n_gga what did you say? ah

you say you finna pop out wit a bl!cky a mag a suppresso espresso
these bullets cut deep in ya foot in the velcro, i think you understand the memo
2 twin gocks to the face
headshot to his dome now that n_gga askin what’s the date
my glock monochrome shootin bullets i ain’t care bout a race

verse 4: justvigi

sendin’ shoots at yo spleen
you p_ssy boy talkin lean
i’m f_ckin witcho’ b_tch she sayin i’m mean
talkin like a star and i’m not talkin keem
drop my name b_tch and its straight kankan
imma use da method wit a glock, straght blam_blam

drop my name lil b_tch, there gon’ be sum static
if you talkin on stumble, then this glock gon be ecstatic
this semi gon’ be tucked, on my hands be automatic
cause this ak on my hands it gon get real traumatic

- sgm

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