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tribal young brown – end game كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(pro viib beats)

[verse 1]
i drop bags on these f_ck n_ggas heads, i want ’em dead
call up the funeral home, tell ’em put ’em in the bed
put ’em in a pine box, you know, the kind that don’t lock
ain’t no comin’ back after your ass get popped
hit him with a head shot, after he seen a red dot
witnesses called the cops after they seen the body drop (911, what’s your emergency?)
just another dead opp, laid out on the block
i can pay a n_gga two k to come and get your ass any day
so don’t f_ckin’ play with the tribe that way
i can fly to dr and send you to see god
so sh_t, i guеss we can both travel pretty far (uh_huh)
don’t play with thе tribe unless you’re ready to die
i’ll hop in a ride, tell them n_ggas to slide
and then put on a suit and tie just to watch your mama cry (that’s f_cked up)
i went to new york today, i was really lookin’ for jay
i told him i need another beat made, another n_gga done played (uh_huh)
it’s a nice rainy day for a n_gga to get slain
i’m okay, n_gga, don’t look at me that way (f_ck you looking at?)
he got caught in the jetta, guess he didn’t like the weather
it’s okay, in his next life he’ll, n_gga, do better (maybe he will)
i’ma violate the sh_t out of a n_gga if he come outside
trust me, n_gga when i say ain’t gon’ be no peaceful vibes
the only thing i really know is how to commit crimes
i’ma push a n_gga off a bridge to see if he can fly
[interlude]
i’m telling you, man
these n_ggas be thinking they the illest sh_t out
or they the hottest rapper out and sh_t
but in reality, it’s not
so when n_ggas come to me talking to me crazy
nah, man, don’t even, don’t even do it, n_gga

[verse 2]
f_ck you, n_gga, don’t even f_ckin’ ask me why
i’ma hit the n_gga mello up and tell him about some sh_t (uh_huh)
he just gonna respond, “come on, n_gga”
“you already know how we motherf_ckin’ get it in” (you already know, n_gga)
it should be a sin, the way that i use my pen
rackin’ up streams, come on, thank you, come again
i’m tyb, i don’t give a f_ck if you don’t know me
it’s okay, i’ma let my stats speak for me anyway
every time i get in the booth, the world know i’m the truth
you lie in your rhymes, n_gga, that’s why they don’t f_ck with you (yep)
tribal brown murdered that beat, yeah, i told jay
i’ma make the world wanna f_ck with you today (real)
this is the end, let me put down my pen
until the next time you hear a pro viib beat, rewind it and play it again (uh_huh)

[outro]
roovet music

- tribal young brown

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