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the godfather - times up كلمات أغنية

[intro: the godfather]
you know what the f_ck goin’ on, n_gga
yeah
(rado)

[chorus: the godfather]
fast brake, we gon’ three_man weave and transition
i’ve been clutchin’ on my fans, they just wanna take a picture
i’ve been f_ckin’ with the scams, f_ck around and made a k!lling
e called, say he got another state, told him send it
in that trackhawk, got me spillin’ lean when i spin it
racks stuck just to pull it out my jeans, gotta rip it
fourteen, i was ridin’ with the k!llers on a mission
finna pull up with my n_ggas, got a pint, we ’bout to sip it

[verse 1: the godfather]
in that track rim, watch it go to sixty when i hit it
rip my n_gga skinny just for you to blow fifty racks in figures
n_ggas pulled up, shoot and miss, we got back and transitioned
every time a n_gga die they say my name, these n_ggas witnesses
f_ck it, we gon’ load up every clip, i’m ’bout to еnd this sh_t
n_gga, quit braggin’ ’bout that b_tch p_ssy, boy, i been in it
guess how much i poured in my cup? give you a thousand quick
n_ggas p_ssy and thеy fake gangsters, they counterfeit
never goin’ broke, ran it up, b_tch, my pockets thick
counted up my stash, never knew that it’d amount to this
she wait for me to tell you need to stop countin’ my pockets, b_tch
matter fact, here go a hundred, get your nails did
i just put like fifty cars through, bring all the mail in
you better take your ass up the street, i don’t sell sh_t
he thinkin’ he allergic to the beef, he be gettin’ sick
they gave my n_gga tim double life, he a real
[chorus: the godfather]
fast brake, we gon’ three_man weave and transition
i’ve been clutchin’ on my fans, they just wanna take a picture
i’ve been f_ckin’ with the scams, f_ck around and made a k!lling
e called, say he got another state, told him send it
in that trackhawk, got me spillin’ lean when i spin it
racks stuck just to pull it out my jeans, gotta rip it
fourteen, i was ridin’ with the k!llers on a mission
finna pull up with my n_ggas, got a pint, we ’bout to sip it

[verse 2]
you know the name, i got it ’cause i’m known to keep the heat with me
never callin’ for no stick ’cause i keep plenty
married to my chop, it hold a hundred, let you keep fifty
i ain’t finna wrestle with no n_gga when it’s beef, silly
why you buy some diamonds that look cloudy? boy, that chain dilly
me and boom sittin’ on the plane, first_class sippin’
never in the picture, but it’s crazy i’m the main n_gga
never be a victim to the drank, watch it change n_ggas
in the ‘cat fishtailin’ when i hit it
when you hear it hit the block, shots fire, n_ggas finished
they gon’ use the white sheet for a curtain, show ended
get your getback, stop actin’ like you don’t know we did it
i’m in the hood, it’s just me and my ar, she travel with me
she got sixty, i can go on and flip a switch and shoot a semi
went and parked the scat, f_cked around and jumped up in a hemi
ain’t no duckin’ when we send ’em, guaranteed this b_tch gon’ hit him
[chorus: the godfather]
fast brake, we gon’ three_man weave and transition
i’ve been clutchin’ on my fans, they just wanna take a picture
i’ve been f_ckin’ with the scams, f_ck around and made a k!lling
e called, say he got another state, told him send it
in that trackhawk, got me spillin’ lean when i spin it
racks stuck just to pull it out my jeans, gotta rip it
fourteen, i was ridin’ with the k!llers on a mission
finna pull up with my n_ggas, got a pint, we ’bout to sip it

- the godfather

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