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sha ek – sick of this shit كلمات اغاني

[intro]
n_gga, suck my d_ck, n_gga
f_ckin’ rat_ass n_gga, you n_ggas is broke, n_gga
nesty, go get your f_ckin’ funds up, n_gga
stop takin’ handouts, p_ssy
uh_huh (baow)

[verse 1]
we put on n_ggas who payin’ for features
that always find a way to switch (bozo)
i had the g in the studio
that boy was loafin’, i should’ve smacked him with the grip
these n_ggas goin’ out sad
sha gz was cryin’, his b_tch took his last
you could’ve died when the rey caught you lackin’ on web
but them n_ggas always do bad
nesty a bum, n_ggas down to come and help, but kay hound be movin’ like your dad
i had to go get that money myself, i rеally ran up a bag
n_ggas don’t know what you do, n_ggas don’t know what you did
i was dumpin’ on ’em since a kid
and i dare that lil’ boy to comе back to my crib
y’all left lotti, he almost died on the bridge
don’t pass your burner ’cause that n_gga mids
dthang came home with a shot on his face
has duckin’ the rest of his bid
n_ggas had that n_gga screamin’ out, “co,” he knew that he couldn’t live
he better duck when he go to his po ’cause we tryna aim for his wig
y’all left lotti, he almost died on the bridge
don’t pass your burner ’cause that n_gga mids
dthang came home with a shot on his face
has duckin’ the rest of his bid
n_ggas had that n_gga screamin’ out, “co,” he knew that he couldn’t live
he better duck when he go to his po ’cause we tryna aim for his wig (uh_huh)
[chorus]
like, i’m dead gettin’ sick of this sh_t
n_ggas that’s dissin’, they rap, but then n_ggas who seen me done ran when i punched on blitz (don’t run)
if he flyin’, we crashin’ that sh_t
no, mhady can’t come see his b_tch
three_hundred shots for them 300 n_ggas
all that 300 sh_t to my d_ck (baow, baow, boom)

[verse 2]
we was punchin’ sheemy in his face
and none of my n_ggas got touched back
tell that n_gga merch on his dead
if he do, i’ma tell him, “don’t pump that”
and both of ’em jackin’ b diddy, but them n_ggas be with the opps
n_ggas lucky mama love was right there
’cause we would have let off some shots
and you know we never fightin’ fair
n_gga dead ’cause he thought he could box (dummy)
i don’t care ’bout no views, i don’t care ’bout no money, there’s certain sh_t i can’t let rock
and we smokin’ on dice, smokin’ on blay, mix it with druggie b pops
c_hii been dead for like two years now and y’all ain’t do sh_t for the flock

[chorus]
like, i’m dead gettin’ sick of this sh_t
n_ggas that’s dissin’, they rap, but then n_ggas who seen me done ran when i punched on blitz (don’t run)
if he flyin’, we crashin’ that sh_t
no, mhady can’t come see his b_tch
three_hundred shots for them 300 n_ggas
all that 300 sh_t to my d_ck (baow, baow, boom)
[outro]
p_ssy, gang, gang, gang
everything dead, gotta stand on that sh_t, n_gga
f_ck you talkin’ ’bout, n_gga? ogz the f_ck up
baow, baow, baow

- sha ek

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