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tg flockaa - wtf | from the block performance كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
graah
graah graah boom

what the f_ck
p_ssy ass kids man
like what the f_ck
them lil’ n_ggas is dead
graah
graah graah boom
every opp shot
like what
gang, gang, gang, gang
graah
[freestyle]
i be totin’ knockers when i be in traffic
what the f_ck i look like lackin’
up it and flock it, no passin’
i’m tryna put a n_gga in the casket
they was shootin’ basket, now these n_ggas rappin’
never caught a hit, why you cappin’
my n_ggas spinnin’ we make this sh_t happen
free westdot, free pdot, free jdot, free kay flock
n_ggas always be talkin’ what they’re not
talk on jp and i’m leavin’ your face hot
that’s a face shot, sh_t’s nasty
i was totin’ backin’ up in cali
f_ck that internet sh_t, drop addy
hot b_tch with the l!ck get nasty
bad lil b_tch she callin’ me daddy
i beat up the p_ssy, i’m beatin’ it badly
wait, what the f_ck is a sally
you gon’ die tryna stop with that sh_t
whеn y’all n_ggas never caught a hit
n_ggas always fallin’ for a b_tch
wake up, your man’s in a spliff
and nonе of ya n_ggas ain’t never do sh_t
slide through their block, don’t run don’t trip
i be with them n_ggas who started that sh_t
bendin’ blocks we gon’ park up the whip
we gon’ go in ap’s and we makin’ it lit
catch yus gz, that’s a hit
i’ma make that n_gga body flip
all y’all n_ggas do is politic
but i’m ’bout to make it, i don’t give a sh_t
like, why these b_tches always on my d_ck
shawty was dancin’, widlin’ on a grip
hold thight, she was feelin’ a stick
hop out, send shots, run out the whip
when we slide through their block they gon’ run like they rick
it gets better, just hope they don’t trip
totin’ the knock when i post on the fifth
i can never be dumb, can’t slip
the backdoor open, i can’t even trip
’cause i know i’m prepared for that sh_t
backdoor, who you gon’ dare use your grip
n_ggas be cappin’ and lyin’ and sh_t
when it be the n_ggas that’s dyin’ and sh_t
like, [?] gon’ slide with the grip like
that’s a b_tch, you can die with the b_tch
like what, i’m on timin’ lil b_tch
catch me a oy i’ma fire the grip
i can never rely on a b_tch
’cause these b_tches gon’ f_ck ’cause i’m lit
they don’t know what i did for this sh_t
lil days off, b_tch, part of my drip
and your n_gga, bogus sh_t
he can’t even afford to go buy you a fit
but me, why would i worry about fits
i could be broke and still f_ck your b_tch
give me a year and i’m gon’ be rich
n_ggas was sayin’ i won’t be sh_t
now all their baby mothers want my d_ck
[?] baby mothers since a jit
now all their baby mothers suckin’ d_ck
they just laid back ’till they sh_t
n_ggas like 40 always on my d_ck
like, in my hood then gon’ pay you respect
’cause they know what i did for my sev
any boy actin’ crazy gettin’ left
chaser gon’ blow you, put that on the sev
and y’all know that everything’s for mezzy
talk on bro and i’m leaving you deady
[?] jb and i’m ready
thirty clip on me i’m bout to get heavy
i’ma show these n_ggas who the stompers
go to court and then lie to your [?]
startin’ sh_t ’cause i know i’ma starter
stay with my nine, call me tony parker
everyday this sh_t gon’ get harder
you just gotta maintain, go further
don’t quit, work harder
it’s just me and my n_ggas solvin’ all these problems
[outro]
graah
graah graah boom
every opp shot
i was gone for a lil’ minute too
word to my mother, i’m back

- tg flockaa

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