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spotemgottem – federal كلمات اغاني

[intro: spotemgottem]
haha
ha (yeah, ayy, yo drum, play that b_tch one more, one more)
face shots to the face, don’t trip on yo’ lace
gang, gang

[verse]
when we start off, we start off with the posse (start off with the posse)
the driver, he gon’ get it next, then we whack him (all right, all right)
we up the score (go) every time y’all up the score, n_gga, add it up
i see how all these rappers d_ckridin’, they keepin’ up (they keepin’ up)
i done got rich as h_ll (i’m rich as h_ll), i know they mad as f_ck (f_ck)
now they love clientele, we spin the block, can’t f_ck with us (can’t f_ck with us)
hold on, pick him up (hold on), i don’t think he can get up (yeah, yeah, f_ck)
push up on ’em, let the window down, watch the whole car freeze up (it freeze up)
her ass up, her knees down, face forward, let me f_ck (let me f_ck)
these n_ggas been rappin’ more than ten years, still ain’t came up (still ain’t came up)
your shorties got knocked, they tryna blame us (they tryna blame us)
time to f_ck with them, made them lil’ f_ck n_ggas famous (made them n_ggas famous)
he got blood all on his wifebeater, now that f_ck n_gga brainless
he was unidentified, now they can’t even name him
he made a left, i bust a right, i’m tryna hit him from a angle (hit him from a angle)
i had told them to wait, i’ma f_ckin’ put some pain to ’em (i’ma f_ckin’ put some pain to ’em), haha
trolls questioning me ’bout shooters
never told ’em sh_t, you know how i do it (f_ck)
if i did i would’ve been locked up, is you f_ckin’ stupid? (from my cell)
i’m beefin’ with some of my brothers ’cause they wanna be groupies (’cause they wanna be ho’s), haha
juvenile, i was in the ‘nile (i was in the ‘nile)
i’ma keep pushin’ these court dates, yeah, i’ma take it to trial (i’ma take it to trial)
them .308s sound like 808’s, you hit him, them b_tches loud
reach for any chain on the stage, gon’ shoot out in the crowd (shoot it down)
wockiana all in my cup, taste like kool_aid (taste like kool_aid)
dropped a four in the fanta, i like how it taste (i like how it taste)
mix it up, don’t know which one i’ma drank today (which one i’ma drank today)
switch it up, don’t know which gl!ck that i’ma tote today (i don’t know what i’ma tote today)
shootin’ sh_t up, right before we turn off from the e_way (turn off from the e_way)
lord forgive, i’m finna send this n_gga to another place (i send him to the grave)
throw that bag on him, lil’ bro smash on him (go)
dropped a bag on him (go), that’s yo’ ass on him (yo’ ass on him)
that’s they money on my head
pop my collar, i’m too smooth for this sh_t like uncle sted (like uncle sted)
hop in this b_tch, go federal
i think that’s what the money bag said (i think that’s what the bag said)
[outro]
i think that’s what the bag said
i think that’s just what the bag said

- spotemgottem

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