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trackmoney p - in la thuggin كلمات أغنية

[intro]
idea comin’ for the 808

[verse 1: trackmoney p]
b_tch thought it was a game until my d_ck up in her
burberry shoes, yo’ b_tch in heels, she cookin’ me dinner
five thousand for the night, i can’t sweat the b_tch
she rock my motherf_ckin’ name like it’s a letterman
i’m in and out the state with big fifty
yo’ b_tch suck me, do anything to get with me
she tryna f_ck with the top dog
type of n_gga get a b_tch n_gga knocked off
you tryna touch a hundred thousand, then call me
young ass n_gga, i was 12, put on by ogs
i knock that b_tches that gone go, she a trophy piece
i started flippin’ on hoes when i was 13
missed move, now a sucka got his chest broke
i f_ck with real n_ggas, real drug dealers, get dope
f_ck [?], you n_ggas b_tch, i ain’t passin’ no pole
from the 30s to the yak back to san jo
new whip big body [?], burnin’ a wood
i was throwin’ up my set hollerin’ f_ck yo’ hood
in la with big dog, i been really coppin’
yo’ n_gga broke, never been no plug, he just window shoppin’
drop top, droppin’ suckas like i’m pq
all night with this fish, this ain’t no seafood
five sixes, trey five leave n_ggas see through
broke ass n_gga, if i was you i’d hate me too
i got rich off these slaps, f_ck a record deal
i been rich since a baby, never miss a meal
she always ask me how i do it, baby free throw
he ask me why i hit his b_tch, i got the cheat codes
[verse 2: 1toprankdemon4]
put me in that cell, what i do, b_tch, i’m takin’ off
rock a sucka jaw, it’s on sight, you better throw them paws
big dog, we top rank, ca to dub state
young n_gga, juvy to the pen, i used to play with shanks
free my lil brother, yeah, i just got off the phone with him
real pole poppers, gotta keep a couple poles with ’em
homies active, like to scr_p n_ggas [?]
handle business, fire up a witness, n_ggas used to snitchin’
[?] on mainline tryna get you gunned down
homies locked down ‘cuz they blew a sucka brains out
he got a big mouth and speakin’ that he is not about
i put these diamonds in my mouth, these b_tches love my smile
thick b_tch shakin’ in the club, she tryna f_ck it up
free my n_gga psycho out the pen, my loco booted up
toprank make yo’ b_tch wet, she tryna come with us
baby, i got heater in my pants, the f_ck you thought it was?
[?] xd, chunky shots out the four nick
you is not the homie, had yo’ pipe but you ain’t blow sh_t
fork it over, pass it up like a hoe b_tch
i should’ve seen the signs, that n_gga broke like a hoe b_tch
pop out, b_tch, we pop out tryna clap n_ggas
really with the business, they know that we ain’t no rap n_ggas
check the score, my n_ggas on, f_ck the last n_ggas
sucka pack up in this blunt wrapped like where you at, n_gga?
loyal to my hood, to my gang, they don’t question me
pancho villa locoz, gang norte, boy, real xiv
we pressin’ on the suckas, ain’t no sucka ever pressin’ me
choppa rounds aired his b_tch until his body leak
[verse 3: tloc 2730]
n_gga, ask about them north side locz, blood, we get to trippin’
loc gang, we addicted to emptyin’ sticks and slappin’ clips in
drop top, droppin’ suckas like i’m pq
four nicks, 5.56s and 7.62s
gettin’ busy every time a n_gga slidin’ through
bounce out broad day throwin’ 30, n_gga, f_ck 22
f_ck with the locoz gang, you get smoked, n_gga
bouncin’ out the load with four nick, this trigga lok
ten mills, fat sticks, four 0s and four nicks
spinnin’ traffic in the foreign tinted up with big stick
n_gga, fat stick on me and it’s hangin’ off the hip
i catch a f_ggot n_gga slippin’, b_tch, i’m yankin’ ’til it cl!ck
f_ck suckas and they mommas, i get paid and then i dip
every time i see you n_ggas, i’m givin’ paint so don’t get chipped
every time i see you n_ggas, i’m feedin’ n_ggas hollow tips
you don’t want it with the 30s ‘cuz them n_ggas keep the sticks

- trackmoney p

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