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the artist - song title 1 كلمات الأغنية

[produced by jdiablo]

[hook – starbel]
they say dont roll in the p-ssenger
2pac got k!lled in the p-ssenger
biggie got k!lled in the p-ssenger
im 50 im bringing a m-ssacre
my shawty got diamonds from
africa
she’s flexing and flexing again
im checking and texting her friend
im f-cking them both in the end
haaaa

[verse 1 – starbel]
my n-gg- pulled up in a benz
splurging with gold plated chains
piece on his neck
he ain’t catholic
he showing it off
hes no pacifist
piece by the waist
sippin activist
n-gg- dont look for accident mane
back in the trap making bandz
riding the p-ssenger
could be your last ride if n-gg-s its after ya

my n-gg- just p-ssed me the toolie
think bout your life when you shooting
can’t spend another night in bookings
i swear to god my mama wouldn’t
live this life if n-gg-s took me
my shawty left me its okay tho
i saw this coming
always knew it
and everynight
dont feel the same no

[verse 2 – starbel]
im always wu tang
with the c.r.e.a.m
i made a dollar
from a dream
i’m riding shotgun
thats the p-ssenger
i hit the red light
n-gg-s paranoid
the kush is smelling like some lavender
they got me cornered
in a trapezoid
these n-gg-s running up
these n-gg-s running up

[verse 3 – benny blanko]
biggie got k!lled in the p-ssenger
2pac got k!lled in the p-ssenger
n-gg- hit chinx in the driver seat
i bullet proof everything logically
these n-gg-s got no trouble finding me
how many n-gg-s ride for me?!
how many n-gg-s go die for me?!
hollow tips locked and they loaded don’t bother me
i been getting money w-ssup wit u
one thing i can’t do is get comfortable
cuz n-gg-s k!lled stacks in his own hood
momma told me i should leave for my own good
i don’t need no tints on my vehicle
take a good look at my face when i’m creepin slow
i got the north bronx tatted on my skin
when i die i’m coming back ima tattoo it again n-gg-
n-gg-s hit 50 with a 9 piece
i still flex on these ny streets
ain’t no remorse when they blastin ya
searching for opps we some scavengers
i got my b-tch in the p-ssenger
cop me a dutch she get back in the acura
i front you a brick then i’m taxin ya
i don’t like no mof-ckin cameras

- the artist

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