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shy glizzy – oh lord كلمات اغاني

[intro]
it’s nev on the beat, n-gg-
young jefe, holmes
boss

[chorus]
i can feel somebody cryin’ for me, like, “oh, lord” (oh, lord)
that n-gg- turned his back on you, yeah, that’s your dog (nope)
my b-tch, she givin’ love, told her to hold on (hold on)
’cause any given day can get caught in a war zone (oh-oh)
lil’ mama, she a dime, so i paid her student loan (god d-mn)
and my n-gg- love to talk, now i can’t even use phones (god d-mn, god d-mn)
i think these n-gg-s lyin’, that’s why i don’t do their songs (yah)
everybody wanna ride the wave when you on (yah, yah, yah)

[verse 1]
can’t begin to relax (yeah) a whole lot (a whole lot)
brought her into my head, y’all, like a tylenol
got a little model broad (uh), yeah, she know how to f-ck
r-i-p my dawg (uh), yeah, i miss all of y’all (god d-mn, god d-mn)
i just sent some bread to my n-gg- in the pen
when they ask the question, “suck my d-ck” is what he said (hahahaha)
on murder’s where i’ll stand on until i’m bl–dy red (okay)
i’ll murder you on camera, holmes, no, i ain’t f-ckin’ scared (uh)
peanut b-tter jelly ’til i motherf-ckin’ lost it (uh)
n-gg-, you should see my mansion, look like a motherf-ckin’ apartment
pull that god d-mn maybach out (yah), feel good that i ain’t stoppin’ (good)
n-gg-, my glock got a double, check it, we can get it poppin’, n-gg-

[verse 2]
hundred rounds in my tec, got them choppers on the deck (b-r-r-r)
got her movin’ smart now, she different, i’m playin’ chess (gang)
got that big boy rolly, now i want the patek (‘tek)
got that money and power and a whole lot of ‘guettes (gang)
fell out with two of my homies ’cause one a snake and one a rat
d-mn, i thought i could trust you, but you lost all my respect (f-ck it)
thought you was better than that, f-ck it, i know what to expect (i know what to expect)
it’s gon’ be a murder, it’s gon’ be a mess (b-r-r-r)
pull up with them choppers, make it rain on your set (murder, murder, murder)
i been gone all night, i barely even slept (i barely even slept)
lil’ b-tch, that p-ssy dead, the f-ck you thought you wasn’t gettin’? (thought you wasn’t gettin’?)
my mama know i thug and grandpa got me on them gats
a n-gg- play with three, the police know what’s comin’ next
i done did my dirt, know n-gg-s might want get back (might want get back)
she from way out in the suburbs, have her in the projects
she say she worried ’bout me, i stay on point, i keep the gat (murder, murder, murder)

- shy glizzy

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