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six ward von - jack boy shit كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n_ggas)

[verse 1]
uh, i ain’t lettin’ sh_t slide
boy, you know that b_tch mine
booty still ridin’ ’round with glock, that n_gga 6’5″
just know that if i up it, boy, you finna see this b_tch fire
i cheated on my ho and f_cked her good, then watched the b_tch cry
i ain’t got no patience to sit around and watch a b_tch lie
we caught him in the driveway at night, he was gettin’ high
it was a party when we found him, put that b_tch in drive
that n_gga ain’t up dog sh_t, he just gettin’ by
[verse 2]
i’ll catch a n_gga at a candlelight and shoot the crowd up
he ain’t really livin’ what he rappin’, but he sound cut
i ain’t touch sh_t off distrokid, i let it pile up
tell the security if that n_gga ain’t gang, keep him from round us
we ain’t got no handguns, we came with all choppers
hit him in his head, he gon’ need ’bout four doctors
i got my dreadhead with me, b_tch, that’s my lil’ rasta
they ain’t even see how i was comin’, i just popped up

[verse 3]
my mans got court in the morning, he said he goin’ on the run
this n_gga walkin’ all aggressive, he better have a f_ckin’ gun
i see you tryna do the sh_t that i be doin’, you my son
your n_gga put it in the package and he told you it was runtz
you ain’t been through what i been through, n_gga
my dog in tennessee with that shih tzu, n_gga
you gon’ ride for me? grab a pistol, n_gga
he say he got problems, better fix ’em, n_gga
boy, i done sold raps, boy, i done sold packs
boy, i done sold iphones, i done sold crack
if the feds come around, n_gga, i ain’t told jack
i got my child pickin’ up that backend like no cap, uh

[verse 4]
b_tch, i’m turnt up, n_gga, don’t get burnt up
can’t wait to catch that one n_gga, he ain’t learned nothin’
gang told me wait your turn, boy, your time comin’
ceo of my sh_t, i can’t sign nothin’
he don’t know his jeweler hittin’ him with them sis
got into a shootout with my b_tch, she was blind like she left eye
he went muslim for his gang, but they kept dyin’
fell off a couple times, but i kept tryin’
[verse 5]
b_tch, let’s get this sh_t poppin’
plugged in, i can get a perc’ for six dollars
cheap n_gga, we done caught his ass at mcdonalds
we beat the skin off of n_ggas, better not keep frownin’
i keep walkin’ out the studio like, “how this sh_t soundin’?”
i ain’t got no money counter and my hands hurtin’, but i’ma keep countin’
he be rappin’, but be singin’ in that room like he frank lymon
it don’t take much to go and k!ll a n_gga, boy, it ain’t science

[verse 6]
why it’s always blood on my money when i get it?
i can’t hang ’round rats, that sh_t be f_ckin’ up my image
i heard somethin’ happened to your mans, we probably did it
put that switchy on him while he was with his b_tch, she probably finished
free lil ghost, he on his way, you gon’ see him in a minute
she be sellin’ p_ssy, but shy and sh_t, how that p_ssy got a ticket?
hopped out with lil e, we was shootin’ sh_t, they said they saw a midget
if i need somethin’ mixed, i’ma call littles, you know that boy a chemist
i just might go buy new t__th, f_ck a dentist
k!ll a n_gga in the party, f_ck my image
i’m on a ninety_day grind, f_ck them b_tches
when i get rich, i might not come back, f_ck the trenches

[interlude]
(skrrt, skrrt)
[verse 7]
h_llcats, high_speeds, n_gga
these deadstock, you ain’t got these
hoppin’ out with chopsticks like we chinese
put a n_gga on his knees, he like, “god, please”
i ain’t ’bout to sign sh_t, n_gga, sign these
n_ggas see me out in public, n_ggas cop pleas
tryna shake my hand and sh_t
unemployment gone, boy, i thought you had them bands and sh_t
i thought that was y’all mans and sh_t
when we let them f_ckin’ shots off, that n_gga ran and sh_t
i heard he bought a new scatpack, we finna damage it
catch you at that candlelight, boy, don’t get your candle lit
you braggin’ ’bout twenty thousand, n_gga, i done ran through it
i still f_ck on ratchet hoes, i don’t like that fancy sh_t
she told me to go deeper in that p_ssy, i might stand in it

[outro]
and i might pay y’all n_ggas for the damages
i might, i might
n_gga
yup

- six ward von

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