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stazthehokage - nightingales (feat. cruz supat) كلمات أغنية

i know some p_ssy n_ggas ain’t talkin’ bout me, n_gga
yo, cruz, what we finna do? what we finna do
i know a b_tch n_gga ain’t said nothin
man f_ck these n_ggas

let’s show them what the f_ck we about
this p_ssy’s not gon’ show up
of course, keyboard warriors, bruh, all they do is f_ckin’ flake

all this motherf_cking anger festers, (die)
only thing n_ggas manifest, dirt, (die)
n_ggas run mouths, quick draw, not taking westerns, (hee)
gotta live, let learn, in real life, since primary school
knew the scent as flesh burns, embers, (fire sound)
gas him, n light him, the smoke, he want it, he got it, get puffed till your chеst hurts, (bukkam bukkam)

b_tch n_gga never been outside but in еverything he an expert, (i know everything)
like a give a f_ck what p_ssy privileged n_gga gotta say out in rexburg (i don’t)
more p_ssy than what these b_tches sell, that do s_x work, (n_ggas p_ssy)
more p_ssy, than what you see, when the b_tches bends it over, n then twerk,(n_ggas p_ssy)

type n_gga, to know the team smashed n
he’s still trying to flex her, (simp)
for the juggler, want blood
no vampires, with the blade
i’ll go neck first, (cut throat)
think this verse bad, n_gga it gets worse, (bloodclaa)
point is, n_ggas p_ssy, type that probably wouldn’t run a fade with his molester, (b_tch)
we gon’ shoot, at the stars, for the moon or outer sp_ce
n_gga’s thinkin’ that he hard, b_tch then catch it in your face
this the type of game we play to win we not gon’ play it safe
n_gga, if this ain’t your burial you probably catchin’ strays
we gon’ shoot, at the stars, for the moon or outer sp_ce
n_gga’s thinkin’ that he hard, b_tch then catch it in your face
this the type of game we play to win we not gon’ play it safe
n_gga, if this ain’t your burial you probably catchin’ strays

beat the guts like her ex, beat her face
taking charges, he ain’t catch a case?

make up on to hide that fade
cutthroat, my penwork blade
wishin’ death when i sit and pray
sick f_ck, you manipulate
villain arc, i’ma eliminate
when he die, i’ma celebrate

that b_tch done f_cked up
n_ggas ran through, they lucked up
pointed their guns, they bluffed up
never took a life, they soft_soft
sh_t get me sick, i cough_cough

all of that internet, fun in their head
comment like gangsters, but soft in there bed
privileged f_cks, they never had bled
you a waste of sp_ce, you a waste of egg, f_ck
b_tches run around like satan
playin’ hearts for the one who’s capin
hero, hero, man, that sh_t is fadin
stop caring like my n_gga jaedenn

never been the type to hate on a b_tch
there’s first for it all when a b_tch ain’t sh_t
sometimes a b_tch is a n_gga at face
when you press him in person
that n_gga will flake (yuh)

we gon’ shoot at the stars
for the moon or outer sp_ce
n_ggas thinkin’ that he hard
b_tch, then catch it in your face
this the type of game we play to win we not gon’ play it safe
n_gga, if this ain’t your burial you probably catchin’ strays

we gon’ shoot, at the stars, for the moon or outer sp_ce
n_gga’s thinkin’ that he hard, b_tch then catch it in your face
this the type of game we play to win we not gon’ play it safe
n_gga, if this ain’t your burial you probably catchin’ strays

- stazthehokage

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