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urltv - bone carr vs. ghost كلمات الأغنية

[bone carr]
i said, let’s just get this out the way
i ain’t one of these crackers you rap ’bout
i be wit’ the beams and the macs out
and the only time i smell like wet…dawg (dog)…boy, i was leavin’ the traphouse!
wit’ automatics
you can’t cross me wit’ baller tactics
one shot, get drug ‘cross the floor
yeah, i’m wit’ all the static!
headshot_
nah, you ain’t even worth the sh_t, you worthless b_tch!
i’d rather see the worst of it when a person hit
i’ll take a louisville slugger to your head, then bat an eye: flirty b_tch!
you ain’t murkin’ sh_t, whilе i really dump a pound
let your man act confused, wait ’til hе lookin’ ’round
then bah! bah! now he cryin’, gettin’ guts off the ground
the irony _ went from not understandin’ to pickin’ up what i’m puttin’ down!
you f_ckin’ clown! this b_tch is a lame
before rap, they’ll tell you “guns isn’t the lane.”
then they switch it up for visual gain
captain underpants: when they needed a hero, the whole principle (princ_p_l) changed
see, you get into my lane and do it all for reaction
“i’m sorry, ms. jackson”
thought you was washin’ car(r) ’til it went up in flames!
that’s why i hate this f_g
always a (_swoo_) razor slash or their blades or mags
caffeine app: all them props in your comments? yeah, you gon’ have to pay for that!
see, i was made for that, while y’all just stress the minor things
you know, bask in (baskin) the problem? tiger king
but for 10k, you’ll get buried for the dough
n0body carin’ ’bout this ho
this b_tch a sucker
in living color: the white boy carryin’ (carrey in) the show!
so let that weigh in
’cause it’s a week prep
kickin’ yo’ ass…
[ghost]
way before covid_19, these n_ggas been claimin’ sick
i can’t stand to fool
you’ll get a box over my coins
i been ridin’ wit’ the bull to come masked: i’m crash bandicoot
a good barber: i’ll line him well
n_ggas can’t connect my dots because i write in braille
there’s rounds to everything
don’t think it’s rap when i’m dead at this cat’s neck: he on orion’s belt!
i’ll load the toolie
dawg (dog), it never leave my hip: it play the role of scooby
ratchet in front of the ghost
i don’t need molly to let it mold into me!
i grip the chrome
don’t talk about ya ex caliber (excalibur)
this sh_t’s in stone
when ghost snoop, i’ll leave bodies all over the walls: i’m jimmy bones!
understand me
as a young’un, i always been near death
the kid played around the hood: i’m billy and mandy
i don’t play
i’ll treat your b_tch like some cheap_ass liquor and bomb bae (bombay)
i air sh_t
it’s a deadlift: i can raise the metal at y’all way (weigh)
n_gga, you get a round by the smith?
oh, you’ll be f_cked up like, “check out the feng shui”

- urltv

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