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tse e2, 10ta lil a, tse vic, 10ta sakazi, 10ta 23 & jay juice - self defense كلمات أغنية

[intro]
so if a n_gga_ if a n_gga caught a on some self_defense sh_t, thats_ he’s not a k!ller?
man, h_ll nah
you had to protect yourself, you was scared for your life
so, if you didn’t shoot that gun, yo ass was gon die
and i would never be so scared that i would die

i know_ i know how imma come on this b_tch
[?]

y_y_yo iron chop_

[verse 1: tse e2]
he said, b_tch, oh you ain’t heard? i really fap n_ggas
he came and let his jumper off, but n_ggas wack with it
im big trippin’, into it with my b_tch from hittin’ rap b_tches
im in here sober than a b_tch, but got to [?]
ill put this b_tch on you like give it up, i need a strap n_gga
don’t try and play me like a b_tch, because it ain’t that n_gga
ill make yo b_tch to come call me the goat, because i’m that n_gga
ill roll the window down and get to flea fl!ckin’ out a up out a scat n_gga

b_tch, threw back a perc, it got my back itchin’
your n_gga “mr. tell_it_all”, yall n_ggas rap different
this pretty b_tch i seen inside the club, she had some fat titties
if i had seen bro inside that b_tch, i woulda smacked milly
[verse 2: 10ta lil a]
huh, i woulda_ man we been smashed milly
im high as h_ll and bro swingin’ the scat, i’m in the back dizzy
i just threw a yop back, it got my face filthy
i swear to god, i got no tolerance, you better not play with me

huh, oh you think i’m just a rap n_gga?
i be with the robbers, k!llers, trap n_ggas
hang out the window with the drac and get to bussin’ at the opp n_ggas
that n_gga got his f_ckin’ gun took and called the cops on us
im blammin’ sh_t, this ain’t no self defense, yall n_ggas fake k!llers
i know you only shot your gun because you was scared, no, that is not drilling
you roll the window down, i get to flea fl!ckin’, yall n_ggas keep missin’
walkin’ through and i ain’t shakin’ hands because i don’t like n_ggas

[verse 3: jay juice]
my bro can’t find his strap, he took a knife with him
they be like you bussin’ her p_ssy? sh_t, i might n_gga
b_tch, i’m finna hit up bray, i need the white [?]
i got the drac, he ain’t gon [?] because his pipe [?]
i think my glockie jam, i threw it at his face and made the sight hit him
my brother taxin’ for the bouls, i’m finna fight mizzle
i seen my bro punch on one of the opps, i’m finna fight with him, b_tch
the hoes f_ck with the opps, can’t spend the night with them
your b_tch, she freaky as the f_ck, she tryna bite pickle
pop a perc, and hit [?] when its dark, it give me night vision
y_y_yo iron chop_
i can tell by yo pockets, you a five n_gga
we at the telly, rub her titties, then i side hit her
bro walkin’ in with a ski, i almost popped mister
mister spin a block and hit bro in his face and make the chop hit him

[verse 4: 10ta sakazi]
i’m young and turnt, [?], so they gotta hate me
n_ggas be chattin on the gram, but i can’t let them faze me
i keep sendin’ hoes to get the lo’s, but i ain’t going crazy
sh_t i’m laced off this t__ pack, it got my head achin’, b_tch
10 milly get to bussin’, now the feds chasin’
i beat this opp b_tch to the ground and had the bed shakin’
dont come around tryna play what you not, because we’ll still check you
bro threw it up and i caught the assist, feelin’ like odell beckham
like, bro hold on i seen the opps, i’m finna spank they ass
this rollie dancin’ on my wrist, like you don’t make no bag
b_tch you a snitch, yo bro a hoe, like f_ck i hate yo dad
posted in the five, swingin’ a chop and i ain’t got no mask b_tch

[verse 5: tse vic]
you keep steppin’ on yo pops, n_gga f_ck yo dad
then have my b_tch beat my other b_tch for tryna make me mad, n_gga
you try to take a chain and i’ll buss my strap
i popped a opp in self defense, like what you know ’bout that?
i need a million plus now, f_ck a hundred racks
can’t wait ’til winter stop and summer come so i can drive my cat
you wanna claim to check in, you know we made the ave
got 10 million streams, before that, i was rich off that trap
just hit a b_tch and now i’m gone, i gotta sell this bag
these n_ggas broke as f_ck, i’m stashin’ cheese i’m makin off my raps
you went and bought some moissanite, you need to take that back
your homie [?] your ass and came to me for tryna take my swag
[verse 6: 10ta 23]
b_tch, i took care of my [?] they finna come right back
hmm, cross the [?] bussin’ the glock, i need a chain off that, b_tch
imma keep clappin’ the opps, i got a name off that
headtap, after headtap, we put a brain on that
b_tch im gettin’ money, i’ve been out the way
you ain’t really seen no real money, you ain’t got no weight, yea

- tse e2 10ta lil a tse vic 10ta sakazi 10ta 23 jay juice

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