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squad (rap group) – ring كلمات اغاني

[intro]
just out here with the homies, they ringing hard, they love me

[big taste]
what i’m spittin right here is lyrical crack (wooh)
like molten hot magma on the track
from my d-ck volcano, spewing j-zz on your b-tch face (eww)
scalding hot burn her tongue when she get a taste
but i don’t give a f-ck, cause im from the skreets
beat my b-tch out in public f-ck the police
leave the stupid sl-t bruised and cut
imma dog and all my homies mutts (woof)
don’t try to kennel us, cause we grew up in a cage
no outlets for our unbridled rage
we hold the sickness inside, and let it bubble like a witches cauldron
if you wanna go toe to toe then quit stalling
i got a phd in straight balling
my phone on airplane mode cause your b-tch won’t stop calling

(h-llo? h-llo h-llo? h-llo?!)

[king p]
peter picked a pepper but picked a punk
ayo jordan get the hammer out the trunk (brrrrrra)
you know we rollin
with 40s in hand yeah we drunk (swerve)
you know we riding 4 deep, 2 times more than mobb deep
puttin n-gg-s to rest like we mobb sleep
see me im a beast, im xing men out like this x and o’s
but i ain’t a singing n-gg- tho this ain’t xo, uh oh
prince is name droppin
when deebo singing ladies panties droppin (wet)
b-tch better get on your knees and start toppin
they say we skip leg day but still run sh-t
they say i used a ghost writer but
im ghost writing for these ghost writers
im the phantom rapper the phantom of the rapera (uuuh)
and im lookin dapper, your girl come up for air
and i slap her

[step-dad]
we’re the canadian death row records (eh)
ruin ya music buncha bad mic wreckers. (brrrp)
ghost wrote for biggie you know it’s really obvious
crowning achievement was “you know i don’t be doing this”
kenny doing kung fu know i mastered the mui thai
jump out the movie screen looking like the bad guy
vic city villain
rhyme machete ya see the blood is spilling
jared pulled a muscle from rapping way too hard
put me in wheel chair lyrical r-t-rd
speaking of r-t-rd got a fidget spinner
downy strength while ya lookin real pinner
and ya looking like dinner (yummy)
tongue punch the fart box timmy rimmer
its the get up in your soundcloud crew
adeebs in the back stirring stew who are you? (who are you?)

[deebo]
molly makes her dance, imma make her c-m
i like a thick girl with a really thick b-m
i heard d’s get degrees so b-tch get on your knees
suck these mini adeebs (oooh)
y’all drink that henny, i drink that local sh-t
that blue buck, getcha f-ckin bruised up
workin full time, putting in the hours (work)
every since i was 18 i been pullin wire
hate them fakes
if you’re not giving face get out my place (get outta here, skidadle!)
hate them fakes (just be you)
sh-t six times a day, thats a fact
another is y’all are f-ckin wack
emotional just like my boy drizzy (six)
thats why i smoke the herb to get me all fizzy

[outro]
59 you know what its about
you know we out here
just ate some raw fish
spittin hot fire
uuuhhh

- squad rap group

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