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taysav & bu double – angels & demons كلمات اغاني

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(verse 1: bu double)

praying for better days, getting paid off jugging but i know better ways
been finessin and trappin’, but still we weigh it and bag it
all my n-ggas is clappin’
we hit up all of your captains and act like sh-t didn’t happened
with no remorse for them
that sh-t that they did to my brother, i got a course for ’em
k!ll the witnesses, no one to go to court for them
n0body cry for the [?], i know n0body mourn for him
[?] storm for the rainy days, ain’t no umbrellas for them raindrops
when them things pop, hollow tips make your brains hot
and they say stop
all of this violence
but still the [?] are firing
so the mama’s keep crying
she gotta bury her son
now her heart getting heavy, she get to hating they homies
wishing they could replace him, with all the bullets that hit him
all them years that they gave him, for shorty havin’ that pistol
not tryna let n0body k!ll him
now shorty caught up in the system for the longrun
they gave him football numbers, he ain’t hit a homerun
all he happy ’bout is he not hit the wrong one
he don’t mind doing all that time
[?]
where i am from
all we got is hope
all we got is hope
never had a honest paying job, all i had was c0ke
slayin’ for my dead homies, d-mn i forgot the code
you was supposed to let him hang himself but you forgot the rope
n-ggas spending all this money
d-mn he forgot he broke, he forgot he owe
ran off cause he can’t get out the hole
now them n-ggas lurking for him, yeah it’s closed curtains for him
they might k!ll every single n-gga that was working for him
all we know is k!ll k!ll, all we know is murder murder
free my broski cannon, on his verdict all it said was ‘murder’
they say they’re gon’ murder me, n-ggas i ain’t never heard of
[?]
tell ’em that i ain’t never worried n-gga

(verse 2: taysav)

hold on bu let me get ’em
they thought we was [?]
back when i was broke them backdoor hoe’s ain’t wanna notice me
with both my brothers locked up there was n0body there to grow with me
well, all i had was my og
she told me “son go spread your wings”
i got off my -ss and was running to the set
mama made me move up out the house cause i was selling crack
brother told how to chop a ball up just to make it back
remember him and [?] teaching me about how to move that pack
i was in that trap, bags all over tee [?] sleeve
[?] n-gga please
i’m from the pole where it’s cold so you’ll freeze when the[?]
don’t sneeze n-gga
f-ck n-gga [?]
n-ggas know how i bleed b-tch
all my n-ggas be really really ’bout it
and we really really ’bout it
all you hear is [?]
we be purging n-gga
get caught for a body, beat the murder n-gga
taysav why your opps be steady dissin?
never heard of n-ggas
we be servin’ n-ggas
on the pole
we got a herd of n-ggas
better stay up in your lane before we get to munchin n-gga
catch me ridin’ ’round trough uptown and i got it on me
bu ride shotty with a shotty
i am never lonely
and i hold it down, 10 toes down, you can never hoe me
promise i’m to real for these n-ggas, they can never clone me
fake n-ggas stand down
fake n-ggas stand down
i’m the man around my side town, i get your -ss laid down
i got thirty shots in this glock
you better not get your -ss sprayed down
cause my trigger finger be itching
i got demons all in my system
and a lot of n-ggas be suspect
i turn his -ss to a victim
i be high as f-ck, smoking real dope
got dead opps in my swisher
better not come ride down my block
you just might get your mans ‘nem shot
i’m the same n-gga that’s hot
and i put your -ss in a box
if you think it’s some, it’s not
i just goin’ to make your life go stop
i’ve never heard of these n-ggas, only 12 i know is the cops
i be with your thang, going with the sane’s
i’m with the gang up top
these n-ggas lames, they switching lanes
now they wanna take my spot
i got b-tches waiting on me
b-tches waiting on me
say they want some real, how they wanna be wifey
b-tch i’m in these streets
yeah b-tch i’m in these streets
and i ain’t stopping cause i lost n-ggas that’s kin to me (papppyyyyyyyy)
and i got frenemies out here trying to get rid of me
cause i ran up all this bands so now they sick of me
hold on i’m a soldier turned to a captain
screaming r.i.p my brother pap
i got soldiers out here riding’ hoping to catch one of yours lacking
if we catch you that’s those [?]
we gon’ make this sh-t real tragic
they’re like: “please stop this madness”, cause my n-ggas out here to savage haaaaaa

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