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skengdo feat. am – crash كلمات اغاني

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2bunny
i don’t need to at my man
i’m onto him and he knows (he knows it)
c4
free gd, free s_man, free ts
look how many times we lurked and the
feds came just in time, lucky (my bro’s)
tell the opps “stop tweetin'”

smoke bare loud to the dome (flavours)
them man know not to lack ’round me
get ‘way? the chance is o (don’t lack)
just had a word with bro (bro)
then i had to dash that phone (dash that)
the pack came through, it’s nuts (it’s mad)
gotta link y.am and asbo (bro’s)
dargy, these streets are cold (cold)
i don’t need to at my man
i’m onto him and he knows (he knows it)
been in the field with gang (that’s gang)
that’s way before ten toes (mad)
and these feds wanna lock me
proper watchin’ me on roads (f_ck the pigs, f_ck the pigs)
badders on me, just slop it (huh?)
then i pass it onto my bro (thot)
and who thinks they’re really on? (who?)
they see four’s and they blow (dashing)
got savannah and demi (huh?)
and bro take that up o (mad)
he ain’t comin’ back when he’s f_ckin’ done
he’s waitin’ on the reload
tface is a savage one, well you already got told

410 fiddy, that’s ‘dads (that’s ‘dads, that’s dads)
everybody’s bad till the boy gets crash
run, trip up, get stabbed (mad, mad, mad)
don’t do it for the fans, darg
but i got love for the fans (love)
go get your money, go get your bread up (get it)
and don’t worry ’bout man (don’t worry)
i swear certain man come like fans
410 fiddy, that’s ‘dads (that’s ‘dads, that’s dads)
everybody’s bad till the boy gets crash
run, trip up, get stabbed (dididi, dididi baow)
don’t do it for the fans, darg
but i got love for the fans (mad, mad, mad)
go get your money, go get your bread up (bread)
and don’t worry ’bout man (’bout man)
i swear certain man come like fans

c25 (gang)
c4s, cg, same thing, crash twenty_five (crash, crash)
and them crashers f_cked in the head,
just look at their eyes (look at them)
and that sku_du_du,
all that woofin’, man’ll get fried (sku_du_du_baow)
and, look how many times we lurked and
the feds came just in time (lucky, boy)
and she was tryna off her skirt, clearly she lost her mind (silly)
b_tch, i want noddy, said it like a hundred times (ayy)
and feds wanna see my face,
i’m linked to a hundred crimes (like what?)
got nicked like a hundred times (like what?)
h_lla corn for them f_ckboys that love boys, can’t reason with it
t__th there just touch boys, them steroids, go sleepy with it
ching ching, just cut boys
yeah, nuff toys man’s made for the sh_t (like, yeah)
bad b don’t cuff boys,
just uck boys, she’s made for the d_ck (badders)
don’t chat sh_t, it’s bad for your head
f_ck that yout, he’s chattin’ to feds (chatty)
man don’t talk, man rob
man don’t talk, man clap it, instead (baow)
shotgun, soldier, batty and bench
f_ck them girls, who’s catty for them?
who? what? where? i’ll marry a skeng (i’ll marry)
sku_du_du du_du_du for them (ayy)
sku_du_du_du_du_du for them
i am the a and i am the m
sku_du_du_du_du_du for them
ayy, sku_du_du_du_du_du for them (ayy, ayy)
sku_du_du_du_du_du for them

410 fiddy, that’s ‘dads (that’s ‘dads, that’s dads)
everybody’s bad till the boy gets crash
run, trip up, get stabbed (dididi, dididi baow)
don’t do it for the fans, darg
but i got love for the fans (mad, mad, mad)
go get your money, go get your bread up (bread)
and don’t worry ’bout man (’bout man)
i swear certain man come like fans

410 fiddy, that’s ‘dads (that’s ‘dads, that’s dads)
crash, run, trip up, get stabbed (dididi, dididi baow)
fans, darg but i got love for the fans (mad, mad, mad)
go get your bread up (bread)
don’t worry ’bout man (’bout man)
i swear certain man come like fans

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