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truly g & shooter philly tyraq - suck my dick كلمات أغنية

[intro: truly g]
yo, f_ck these n_ggas, we on some real sh_t, you know?
(yeah, you know how we rockin’, right?)

[verse 1: truly g]
f_ck my opps alive and f_ck the ones that laid down in the dirt (f_ck ’em)
you mention my name, now i’m on your ass, got me feelin’ berserk (y’all done f_cked up)
time to call some names, let’s keep it g, no time for the cops (shh)
hmm, they say we can’t chill at the block (what?)
last time your homie got caught, he was layin’ down right by the shop (dumb_ass n_gga)
heard that fat n_gga got hit, thought we wouldn’t know, but we on top (phew, phew)
jv panicked when they popped up on him, couldn’t even lock his door (grrah, grrah)
who the f_ck is lil steve? that n_gga a joke (who the f_ck?)
tell him pull up to the block right now, we got the tools and we ain’t broke (come on)
we been chasin’ tyty for days, caught him and his crew, now they choke (phew, phew, you know that)
n_ggas wanna chat on safe blocks, but they know we ain’t no joke (soft_ass n_gga)
word on the street, did that interview, now i’m on his throat (lame_ass n_gga)
catch him slippin’ in the streets, ain’t no love, we still gon’ score (f_ck 12)
i know an opp lost his pops, hit ’em like eighty times, still ain’t roar (you know that)
mont mont got hit in the leg, crashed that whip, you know he’s sore (crash dummy_ass n_gga)
pull up to the ‘raq right now, we gon’ get it lit (you know that)
billy and swagg mad ‘cause i don’t want to collab, i might slap the sh_t out billy (on foenem)
swagg, you a b_tch, partyin’ with diddy, that sh_t silly (old gay_ass n_gga)
said everybody who dissed duck got smoked, but his k!llers still livin’ (old b_tch_ass n_gga)
let ‘em roam ‘til they hit the pen, that’s the game, i’m just spittin’ (no disrespect)
n_ggas in ‘zona, hidin’ in vegas, bring your soft ass back to the trenches (stop hidin’)
tough on camera, but ain’t catch a body for they n_ggas (soft_ass n_gga)
n_ggas on youtube actin’ tough (the f_ck?), uh, yella’s out here snitchin’
they ain’t even been to the ‘raq, tell ‘em drop the low, i’ll pull up blitzin’ (grrah)
ain’t from 63rd, but 73rd, yella just wanted attention (the f_ck?)
soon as we hung up, he ran to the vlog, these old heads be trippin’ (old_ass n_gga)
hmm, alright, uh, we the reason opps throw up a v (you know that)
put an opp in the dirt, then spit on his grave, right back on the spree (b_tch)
ever seen a rich n_gga pull off in a whip, jump out, it’s a spree? (grrah)
semi sick, in the hospital, can’t handle the heat (old sick_ass n_gga)
alright, uh, broke_ass n_ggas ain’t talkin’ ‘bout sh_t (you know that)
always truly this and truly that, get off my d_ck
bro and boogs got hit, but not by opps, still made sure somethin’ got zipped (they know what happened)
n_ggas was chillin’ on that block, if we got that low, it would’ve been lit (grrah, grrah)
recordin’ the day, upload when they gone, that’s some scary sh_t (the f_ck?)
catch a n_gga ridin’ on the e_way, do him like ricky, we don’t miss (pew_pew)
ten different n_ggas got hit when we spun, that’s how they catch the blitz (shh)
thought twan was gone at westside foods, played dead like a possum did (that n_gga played dead)
caught lil tae in the whip, he sped off, couldn’t handle the biz (yoom)
jb slow as h_ll, we don’t give a f_ck, we still gon’ smoke his ass (old slow_ass n_gga)
lil tre made it out that day, shots fired, they was quick to dash (pew_pew)
came in with pipes, but only two ran, where the f_ck is the cash? (made him use his feet)
ain’t gettin’ off first, ain’t hit back, they couldn’t even box me in (you know that)
felt the drill was sloppy, spun back and blew at they ass again (pew, pew, pew_pew_pew_pew)
lil tae blowin’ the drac’, i’m workin’ the arp, should’ve grabbed the fn (pew, pew, pew_pew)
why argue with the opps? lil yai told me they just be fans (on foenem)
huh, alright, uh, if a n_gga try to run, we gon’ do him like ricky (uh_huh)
me, opp, and 50 spinnin’ the block right now, tryna catch us a risky (grrah)
50 jump out with fifty, i jump out with sixty, big opp jump out with switchy (phew_phew)
before we hit the drill, pick up kyro, rollin’ with 150 (kyro, what you on, drench?)
alright, uh, these n_ggas tryna hit where it hurt (okay)
billy say he smokin’ tink (the f_ck?), but don’t even know him, we gon’ flame up jerk
your b_tch ass don’t do sh_t but diss every time your friends in the he_rs_ (n_gga, you better go spin)
i’m rich as f_ck, i’ll drop a dub on you and get you murked (you know that)
[bridge: truly g & shooter philly tyraq]
yo, what’s the word, broski?
long live my brother, he probably caught your b_tch_ass brother too
go

[verse 2: shooter philly tyraq]
let’s go, these n_ggas ain’t did no k!llin’
i’m nineteen, stacked up, i don’t give a f_ck about rap, i’m still out spinnin’
bloodhound called, said he tryna roll, we can hit downtown, last two got lifted
speaking of rides, that b_tch_ass n_gga got caught slippin’, looked up, he sh_tted
jv went down at the store, draco shots had him trippin’
spinnin’ the 5 with tru, he tryna bounce out broad day, we keep on flippin’
kobe and tata nice as h_ll, every time they seen me, they was friendly
8tre say we ain’t on them, these n_ggas be soft, forgot ‘bout clifton
i ain’t a regular rapper, ask about me, they know i’m on a mission
f_ck tj, he was trollin’ online, now he dead, stopped a snake from hissing
i know dre mad as h_ll, his b_tch_ass brother ain’t out here spinnin’
ridin’ for his gang, got left in an uber, smoke tre tre, hit harder than tooka
i don’t give a f_ck if it’s kids in the whip, get caught, i’m clappin’, go ask dooda
when i pull up, i want no goofies, but i’ll take whatever, f_ck mooka
67th the new 63rd, i clap ears together, f_ck what you heard
if tae want you gone, then you goin’ in the dirt
ridin’ three deep, just me, jeff, and swerv, go

[outro: shooter philly tyraq]
long live my brother, he probably caught your b_tch_ass brother
f_ck the opps crazy
f_ck all my opps and f_ck all screwly opps
matter of fact, we got the same opps, f_ck ’em

- truly g shooter philly tyraq

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