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skilla baby - mike jack كلمات الأغنية

[intro: rob49 & sk!lla baby]
(mia jay c)
yeah, phew
mm, mm
keep all that
huh?

[verse 1: sk!lla baby]
in l.a. with my n_gga herb, my twin from the ‘raq
i ain’t gon’ lie, my n_gga starvin’, he’ll sin for his stats
spent ninety days in the trap, just to leave and catch a hat
quick to get a n_gga robbed with four .9s, welcome to vulture island
in my hood, they call me simon, k!llers do what i say
every diamond came from gary, they think this from eliantte
my wrist on “get out my way,” my cuban link on pauvey
i keep a, yeah, i’m not tay, come get your b_tch out my face

[verse 2: g herbo & rob49]
thank god i went legit from street sh_t and chose rap
grab a million from the ‘raq, hop on a plane and fly back
hundred shots go off for free, he died, but he fired back
thought lil’ foenem was from the d, they scratched off in five scats
i’m in a bp cadillac, we got double rs back to back
switch start glitchin’ like it got tourette’s
switched three b_tches, i was off x
i’m gettin’ rich, i ain’t breakin’ a sweat, i just got an ascap check
and i bought me a rolex, that b_tch rose like moet (yeah)
[verse 3: rob49]
stop on cap, you ain’t catch no hat, we doin’ the dash in scats, n_gga
f_ck your hood, i ain’t coppin’ pleas, b_tch, if it’s that, it’s that, n_gga
i’m with g herbo in the ‘raq, but i can’t lie, it ain’t in me
i ain’t left with none of these hoes, b_tch, take ’em off, i’m dead serious, woo
huh, i done did more hoes than michael jackson did his shows, n_gga
i done sold more ‘bows than ralph lauren done sold clothes, n_gga
see, here, this ain’t come from johnny, we ain’t like n_ggas
i buy b_tches bodies, i’m her b_tch_ass boyfriend nightmare

[verse 4: sk!lla baby]
i don’t just be sayin’ sh_t, my boy, i’m really rich, for real
when i’m in the field, i keep that whistle on me, elemental
ptsd from them gunshots, them b_tches give me chills
trap bangin’, know i’m for real, cookie sales, mrs. fields
lord knows i can’t afford another f, but n_ggas playin’, god
the whole city know what me and cuz do on the yeah side
all we know is scats, tracks, h_llcats, redeyes
my lil’ b_tch keep bl!ck, she quick to face some sh_t, barreleye (huh?)

[verse 5: rob49]
on the yeah side, n_ggas know we be on yeah time, alright
that’s my uncle in that kitchen makin’ his hand lock, alright
boy, you’re a mess in that kitchen, make you pass out, alright
b_tch, i love when you come through, have that ass up
lord, we the reason they buy he_rs_s, we buyin’ b_tches purses, huh
i know n_ggas who want it all, but ain’t tryna put that work in, huh
pull up in the turtle, bulletproof’ll make n_ggas nervous, huh
bring your friend when you slide through, make this sh_t a circus, huh
f_ck me right now, girl, come f_ck me right now
[verse 6: g herbo]
ho already know i’m lit, she suckin’ d_ck straight off the flight out, uh
it’s her and her friend right now, i wanna see, don’t turn the light out
can’t get no sleep and this money keep callin’ me, i’m puttin’ ’em right out
lil’ bro got locked, sent the kite out, scope on the ar, took the sight out
we got twenty glocks when we pop out, n_ggas get k!lled, what we fightin’ ’bout?
with some boss n_ggas that’s locked in who wanna see me win
f_ck n_gga walked into that glock 10, made cnn
i know trapstars sell green and hard, no cpns
i got five percent on eight cars, can’t see me in
and my big cuz, he renegade, he gdk, but he gdn
he ebk, might k!ll his mans, gotta watch his kin
he don’t want no bust down watch, he want the newest gen
slide off the strip and let off shots, i’m still gon’ hit his hand
like he discovered young buck and f_cked up many men
you thought doe boy was one of us? we jump out minivans (uh)

- skilla baby

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