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slaughterhouse - salute كلمات الأغنية

fix your motherf-ckin’ face, n-gg-
look at these f-ckin’ chimpanzees
bunch of f-ckin’ monkeys

i been shot, i been stabbed, i took all that i have to give
and i never ran, never have, just so all you n-gg-z can live
i never thought there would come a day
when my people would turn me away
and it really tears me apart ’cause i deserve a purple heart

n-gg-, you should salute me, n-gg-, you should salute me
n-gg-, you should salute me, n-gg-, you should salute me
n-gg-, you should salute me, n-gg- you should salute me
i, i showed you what a soldier’s about, n-gg-, you should salute me

typical joe budden sh-t, ridiculed and lovin’ it
the hood know i’m the dude that governed it
paved the way for my sons, laid down the cement for my s-m-n
ain’t my fault y’all got stuck in it

lately, it change like the weather, one minute they love me
then they hate me, i’m through with shenanigans
i don’t care if dudes ain’t a fan of him
can’t checkmate a 8-figure n-gg- with the moves of a mannequin

talkin’ ’bout they wan’ go somewhere to meet me
man they just wan’ go somewhere to meet me
easy don’t involve cops in it, got the key to my city
how the f-ck you think you got locked in it? b-tch

21 rugers on the hip of 21 goons, 21 gun salutin’
bl–dy funds is what murder money becomes
21 bodies on all 21 guns
you from the d and you don’t f-ck with me, you lame
the streets and the internet f-ck with me the same

so later for that punk sh-t ’cause n-gg- i’ll smoke you
that’s why they say i stay on that blunt sh-t
n-gg-z’ll spray you up before they wet your lady up
then shoot the baby b-ssinet to shut your baby up
and i’m in line with the bread
i hold n-gg-z down doin’ time in the feds, pharaoh talk to ’em

properly greet a general
i’d have to take steps down to be on a pedestal
i am what the 1-8 after the 7 do
give it my all but you want more, you lil’ beggar you

mean it’s terrible, i showed hip-hop anyone’s edible
never give somethin’ that’s not respectable
never spit somethin’ that’s not incredible
never sold my soul for numbers left of the decimal

i done f-cked up movements like cerebral palsy
you don’t know me, don’t pause me, i’ll throw lead at you
mean i earned every stripe and you know it
when you see me put yo’ hand on yo’ head and push it forward

before shots land on your head and push it forward
eastside long beach, i’m only pushin’ four words
i organize a street m-ssacre
you haters know i broke bread with at least half of you

out of town, hundred pound weed trafficker
got n-gg-z rockin’ long beach fitteds in east africa
i been stabbed, i been shot, a imperfect part
like my grape street n-gg-z i got a purple heart

i kill your b-tch at the beauty salon on windham
they take a nap on your lawn on a louis vuitton pillow
waitin’ for you to run out and say somethin’
come out your face frontin’, dumb out and spray somethin’
bloaw, so move now

- slaughterhouse

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