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treez lowkey – no hook كلمات اغاني

h_llcat, hop out with the gat, super predator
my pistol black, i got magazines like an editor
your body splat, man worry bout your team no competitor
get kidnapped, tranquilizers hit ya feel the sedative
bullets chasin’ you can’t even run home to your relatives
close range, hit ya two feet, like a pedicure
b_tch petty, told her y’ain’t need to block my cellular
i tell ya what, ain’t not drama b_tch you know we blow ya up
i’m in the cut, shoutout to my mother, raised a f_ckin’ mutt
b_tch i’m a dog, told ya i’m a f_ckin’ mutt, don’t give no f_ck
i spend it all, like what’s that? benji? alexander?
that’s my new coat, like a panther, got the patches. with the leather
got the black tint like a camper, and my cup dirty, like a hamper
my b_tch foreign i don’t understand it, she was slangin’ like a salamander
and a lot of n_ggas love to slander, so i always gotta keep my hammer
and your main b_tch on my planters, like where the f_ck is your manners?
ask on my regular, don’t hit the cellular, just hit the messenger, i got the addicts
i’m countin’ the money, i’m thumbing a fetty, i hop out the telsa with girls like i’m teddy
money it come and it go, went to the strip n’ my pockets start bustin’ confetti
this money it come and it go, i want the ice on my til’ it feel like a yeti
p90 bullets gon’ hit you, spaghetti, my shooters they bout it, they pull up, they ready
i upgrade your b_tch to what’s patek? from chevy, i think that b_tch want me, she calling me daddy
pull up and n_ggas start feelin’ the pressure, their heart rate increasin’ they palms gettin’ sweaty
bullets a bullet yeah it’ll give you a wedgie, my b_tch diamonds wet that’s a tiffany swirley
hey, up in this b_tch goin’ turbo, remix the walk with the k_rolls
i got your main on my payroll, i f_cked that b_tch like yesterday, what you just seen was a day old
n_ggas really get they wig snapped, big glock with the kickback
leave your body at the playground, where my little n_ggas slid at
pull off in a big cat, pull up count a big rack
ride down the street with a choppa, call that sh_t p90_x
pistol with a diamond grip, i add a d_mn extended clip
i’m really bout’ the friendly fire, n_gga f_ck that friend_ship
i’m really bout’ my f_ckin’ lyrics, you can check my penmanship
and if you come ’round startin’ drama, n_gga i’m gon’ end ya sh_t
end ya sh_t, really end ya sh_t, get all in ya sh_t
we in your crib, and we in ya b_tch, really ain’t sh_t
heard i was a assh0l_, but n_gga y’ain’t seen sh_t
my n_ggas rappers, and they trappers n_gga y’ain’t been sh_t
real n_ggas still alive, risk county goin’ five
you can look me in my eyes, young n_gga but i’m wise
told my little n_gga mask up, cuz he ain’t guaranteed twice
it’s real hot outside, bath towel off white
on the block with my glock, caught these n_ggas actin’ like cops
i’m known to sell some hard sh_t, but ain’t servin’ no rock
got wound up them snitch n_ggas always pitchin’ that drop
you f_ck around with young federline, you f_ck around n’ get popped

- treez lowkey

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