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turtle b - million dollar baby كلمات أغنية

[chorus: turtle b]
grrah
get up close, tryna see what he jackin’
he say the wrong thing i shoot through the jacket
they attended so when we slide they be absent
we had to kick though that frond door for the backend
i got multiple scenes in amiri fashion
grrah, bhb, i’m in the [?]
ballin’ like a.i., i get it won’t pass it
we on your block lurkin’ do not be lackin’

[verse 1: turtle b]
the day that we catch you turn you to a caption
no allah, i catch you i ain’t givin’ passes
n_ggas they talkin’ ‘bout old reck that they really caught back in the day, i don’t care go clap sh_t
i don’t give a f_ck what you did in the past tense
‘cause, n_gga, it really don’t matter
smokin’ on rich, he got hit with a ladder
bodies on bodies, watch how they add up
won’t push up on me, i’ma subtract ‘em
now do your math, how many total got packed up?
the beam up off of them, i cl!ck on them faster
if they see my face, every time a disaster
touch one of mines you know what happen after
shot after shot on your block tryna pack ‘em
my shooters went weeks with them, them n_ggas is factors
grrah, grrah grrah
[verse 2]
i was alone on that block tryna ball but the g in my jeans, n_gga, stuffed in my draws
you know that he shot when you see how he_
man, you know that he shot when you see how he fall
n_ggas know to take cover before i perform
like, who do you call when you go through the storm?
on that block by myself tryna work on my_
on the block by myself tryna work on my form
if you mentionin’ mine then we all get involved
i remember the first day i first let it off
cops on my body, i’m duckin’ the law
swear to god you ain’t see half the sh_t that i saw
d’z on my body i cut through the alley
they be on my d_ck i gotta shake ‘em off
sparkin’ for king ant, ballin’ for jb
[?] i’m tryna up the score

[verse 3: gstacko]
smoke rich, smoke mid, oh, this your family? b_tch, i don’t care
i ain’t just get like that, i’m one of them ones that was walkin’ them down
rj right there i was lettin’ off rounds
two n_ggas got shot in they neck, after that day i knew i was a vet
she throwin’ it back got me breakin’ a sweat
if you stupid go chill in that lobby
bet he come out that sh_t on a stretcher
on parole can’t walk with no gun
hard headed, i ain’t never gon’ listen
first day home, back on that same sh_t, back on that gang sh_t, i like to bang sh_t
[?] i catch you it’s lit, i feel bad if a [?] trip
you already took one to the matta
that was enough, we ain’t claimin’ the hit
long live shy banga that’s really my brodie
i know the feeling, like, free all my co_d’s
last drill i did that by my doley
i love the feeling when you up and you squeeze
got sh_t in the chest, that boy didn’t breathe
police know ain’t no tellin’ me freeze
if the gun jam up then you dec_ck
opp old head got k!lled in his reebok’s
free [?], he never froze on a drill
free lee that’s really my blood
they gon’ talk about when i was cuz, i ain’t turn bloodhound for no protection
big gstacko, i empty my weapon
bend through that block like tetris
[chorus]
get up close, tryna see what he jackin’
he say the wrong thing i shoot through the jacket
they attended so when we slide they be absent
we had to kick though that frond door for the backend
i got multiple scenes in amiri fashion
grrah, bhb, i’m in the [?]
ballin’ like a.i., i get it won’t pass it
we on your block lurkin’ do not be lackin’

- turtle b

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