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slump6s - murder patrol/gomd كلمات الأغنية

[part 1: murda patrol]

[intro]
bhristo talk to ’em, slime!

[verse]
i done ran off wit’ a ‘hunnid bands
i done cut off ’bout a ‘hunnid friends
tried to play me, i ain’t one of them, uh_huh
can’t act my age, money older than me
life off drank, i don’t know what i see
heart too cold, i don’t know what i bleed
just know now that i’m smokin’ on weed
i don’t know if the weed really smokin’ on me
self_made n_gga, i don’t got no og
no cap, but i really be smokin’ og
brand new lamb, i ain’t coppin’ no jeep
ma got one too, so i can’t be cheap
always cry but that sh_t for the weak
now you callin’ my phone 6 times in a week
heard he rat but he takin’ the heat
finna steal, finna ball, like i play for the heat
really stay strapped, so i don’t need to speak
y’all say he a rat, came lookin’ down street
checkin’ his stat, b_tch, i’m playin’ elite
vvs on my neck, b_tch, it stay wit’ elite
tec .17, b_tch, i stay wit’ elite
bet not think this sh_t over, you playin’ wit’ me
[chorus]
tell that ho, “you betta’ play yo’ role”
talkin’ online, betta’ pay that phone
cop a new flight, on the way back home
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
gang, they outside, they gon’ murder ‘fasho
not gon’ lie, i ain’t heard of you bro
but he tryna fight for a ho i don’t know
callin’ my phone, “lil’ b_tch, i don’t him”
callin’ my phone, said, “b_tch, i don’t know”
smokin’ on gas, i ain’t blowin’ no o’s
came in the crib, and we blowin’ that ho
callin’ my phone, “lil b_tch, i don’t know”
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
uh, aye, uh, okay

[verse 2]
tryna bring up my past, okay, lil b_tch, i’ll put you on blast
tryna run up, n_gga, that’s yo last
put him on a screen, n_gga, plaqueboymax
can’t be on my team, can’t be in my pack
smokin’ on tree, i’m smokin’ on pack
gettin’ more green, in a green boy packer
had a few hits, and yo ass went flat
already told me, “you can’t go back”
new poncho, so i can’t get wet
tried to play dumb, you gon’ meet this tec
n_ggas my sons, ain’t meet me yet
too much love for the game, at home
i’m finna put lil bro on a jet
in l.a, really be in my zone
most of the world ain’t see me yet
[bridge]
callin’ my phone, “lil b_tch, i don’t know, why you callin’ my phone? ’cause i been on the road?”
label they call me, said i’m on the road
if i dropped outta school, it’s make_counter road
been juggin’ out, i got too many ho’s
they like, “oh my god, why you got so many flows?”
b_tch i’ma ball, b_tch, i’m stayin’ in flow
dirty rap ass n_ggas gon’ stay in a hole

[chorus]
tell that ho, “you betta’ play yo’ role”
talkin’ online, betta’ pay that phone
cop a new flight, on the way back home
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
gang, they outside, they gon’ murder ‘fasho
not gon’ lie, i ain’t heard of you bro
but he tryna fight for a ho i don’t know
callin’ my phone, “lil’ b_tch, i don’t him”
callin’ my phone, said, “b_tch, i don’t know”
smokin’ on gas, i ain’t blowin’ no o’s
came in the crib, and we blowin’ that ho
callin’ my phone, “lil b_tch, i don’t know”
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
gang, they outside, they on murder patrol
uh, aye, uh, okay
[part 2: gomd]

[intro]
young ass n_gga, coutin’ guala
why you beat that ho’ up? n_gga, what’s yo problem?
put my gang in new designer, everything is prada
bro get off my d_ck, go take care of yo’ daughter

[verse]
you beat ya’ b_tch up, then tried to leave out the family picture
i’m smokin’ dope, out the zipper
saw the music ain’t working, so he start sellin’ zip ups
[?] d_ck up
i showed love to n_ggas, then they went for the switch up
twitter typin’, we gon’ get up wit’ ya’
you was just showin’ love in my face, n_gga, which one, is it?
heard ya’ new sh_t, man, that sh_t not hittin’
you just makin’ my prod’s look sh_tty
i ain’t goin’ back and forth with no internet n_gga
crash a double r, i hope yo’ b_tch ass in it
i just count up my guap, and i sit back, n_gga
n_gga beat that ho’ ass, you a sis ass n_gga
quit that talkin’, i’m not tryna chit_chat n_gga
brother told me, “chill out”, i’m like, “f_ck that”
it’s a way that i deal with these b_tch ass n_ggas
you was usin’ that ho’, like a punch bag
and i really ain’t look for no diss back, n_gga
i’m too rich, give a f_ck ’bout a comeback
n_ggas say my name just for promotion
young ass, n_ggas just signed for ‘some grown sh_t
dumbass, tryna act dumb, n_gga, slow sh_t
don’t know, why n_ggas, playin’ wit’ the kid
you a, dad now, i’m prayin’ for the kid
we had, bro kickin’ sh_t over this way
twitter, typin’ like bro, how my d_ck taste?
n_gga beatin’ a ho’, ’cause he b_tch_made
i just, be in my zone like a sensei
whole gang, beatin’ they chest, so they big ape
i got some n_ggas mad that i got rich, godd_mn
i know all my racks safe, but yo b_tch ain’t

[outro]
young ass n_gga, coutin’ guala
why you beat that ho’ up? n_gga, whats yo’ problem?
i just dripped my gang up, everything is prada
i just took the whole gang to balenciaga
bro get off my d_ck, go take care of yo’ daughter

- slump6s

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