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synergy (int) – kickback كلمات اغاني

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[intro: young jknife]
nytro, turn it up!
three, gang, camp

[verse 1: young jknife]
hey, hey, hey!
i used to sleep in the closet, but now spend on drip what you pay for apartments (cash)
they call me “3” and i shoot from a distance, b_tch i’m tryna’ ball but my name isn’t harden (rrah)
i spent a band on this muh’f_cking carbine (carbine)
i hop on this b_tch and they say i’m the hardest
i tote a chop, and this b_tch got a stutter, i swear to god sometimes i think it’s retarted (dun_dun_dun_dun)
i don’t play ball, but i just want a ring and my youngins tote sticks, b_tch we came from the field
walked in that party, i took off my mask ‘cause i can’t let ‘em know that we fresh of a drill
i don’t got to pay ‘em, they feinin’ to k!ll (to k!ll)
i don’t build sh_t but i stay with my steel (my steel)
f_ck a ‘vette, i want a redeye
won’t speak on no case, i know that it’s fed time (yuh)
‘member them days i was down on my d_ck, and i didn’t have sh_t but i fed mine (yuh)
lil’ n_gga dissin’ he dead now (yeah)
hit from the cops, and that b_tch didn’t redline (vroom)
how the f_ck 3 get away in a camry?
one day i’m gon’ whip a phantom like danny
switched and cl!cked up with them b_tches, he tranny (b_tch)
glock with extension that b_tch come in handy (bow)
f_ck what they talking, i know they can’t stand me
f_cked the opp b_tch, and made her eat a plan b
fine lightskin, bad b_tch named brandy (bad)
slurp up the d_ck, and then eat it like candy (woah)
why they ain’t tell you that 3 was the goat? (why)
why they ain’t tell you them youngins on go? (why)
f_ck fearin’ death, i’ll go out like a martyr, my young n_ggas down for to even the score
who the f_ck slippin? (who)
them young n_ggas post on the block with extensions (max)
i stay wit a fifty, can’t blank on no mission (i can’t)
f_ck what they said, they just typin’ and b_tchin’ (typin’ and b_tchin’)
[verse 2: ssolumm]
she suck it so sloppy, her mouth started drippin’
i’m just tryna’ ball like im scottie m. pippen i’m pimpin’, i play with the p_ssy like it was a kitten
this choppa gon’ cook you up, we in the kitchen
quit wasting my time before i catch you slippin’
d_mn, i caught him slippin’ now we need a wet sign
hang with gorillas all over the west side
talkin’ my sh_t, lil’ boy you’ll get ‘em next time
he tryna flex his ice, boy come and check mine
the f_ck you got on? boy i got a surprise
if you ain’t gon respect my thirty round clip with a beam on this tec_9
my b_tch bad, speak a little bit of spanish
gotta’ run up all my bands, making lettuce like a sandwich
rollin’ round the city with the crew, i’m a bandit
turn this b_tch up, choppa spin like it’s a planet
hey now, count to three, that’s 1_2_3 (counted)
choppa sing, you better than me? (i doubt it)
time is up, so take your happy ass back to the trash where you motherf_ckin’ found it

[verse 3: jtl jaido]
if he with the sh_t, we push his sh_t back (yeah, yeah)
said he want beef, this choppa got a lil’ kickback (hmm)
bad lil’ b_tch we at a kickback
heard he was complaining, ‘cause he could not get his b_tch back (hmm, ouu)
f_ckin’ that b_tch, i pull her wig back
take her to mcdonald’s and go and get her a big mac (hey, yeah)
if she suck it better, take her to chick_fil_a
f_ck and forget, told her to have a great day
like who you is? (who)
what’s yo’ name? (who)
what’s yo’ sign? (who)
oh i’m the same (huh)
ain’t no arcade, ain’t no games
hey wait, hold up, that’s what’s her name (hey, yeah)
she suck it so sloppy, she prim an’ she proper
she got a nice body an’ she call me “papi” (woo)
she ride, kawasaki
she sip me like sake
she say that i’m c_cky, i might be a little (woo)
my girl a dime, yeah i swear she so fine
you might think yours a dime, but she more like a nickel (yeah)
she hit my line, i ignore everytime
but tonight i might not, ‘cause she sent “purple pickle” (woo)
yeah, hey, i used to struggle to make every dollar
i’m tryna’ make a new range from impala
she buss it down like her name thotiana (d_mn)
got some blue faces, now she wanna f_ck
but i cannot f_ck with her ‘cause she got some miles
said i’m a dog, i came straight from the pound
ain’t talkin tracks when i’m layin’ it down
she ain’t like me, i’m her favorite now
livin’ my life just one day at a time (time)
i just sit back and i savor it now (yeah)
they said i’m star, so you know i’m gon’ shine

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