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urltv - rum nitty vs. bill collector كلمات الأغنية

[round 1: bill collector]
i said we got rum nitty…hmph…vs the beast
that’s the super duper duper scope vs the dude that had the t. grizzly on his sneaks
c’mon smack, you know ya boy to witty on his feet
you supposed to be my gorilla zoe, you got nitty on the beat?
boy, you gon’ need every fuccin’ bar witchu
i’m talkin’ tag team
it’s my call of duty to catch all you n_ggas laggin’ on screen
then blame caffeine for havin’ a bad stream
nitty, i’m too sick on this co_vid (covid)
my flow? is the vaccine
this quarantine so one bad sneeze and the mag’ squeeze
get tossed and turned into a bad dream
i’m the worst at reading a signal nitty
so my text double after the last scene
rum, mixed with quarantine, man that’s a german coffee
i should quarantine with the queen of ya team and put a germ in coffee
nah, sperm in coffee
check her mug to find the clue
with no crowd around i’ll make ya queen flip (queenzflip) in this quiet room
moonshiners, bootleggers, that means we could run rum
ya dumb rum
ya done rum
bill collector known to put his face on the screen, for the lump sum
how you the gun bar prince with one gun?
i thought ya team could help you face the music, but when the problem arise, could none drum (conundrum)
whoa whoa whoa, hold it down, hold it down
see you became a url star overnight
but you came from king of the dot overhyped
where they gave nitty the coldest shots, even tried to put rum over ice
your metaphors? type hova nice
you stand tall, that’s why you number one on the app
but this win outta ya reach so know ya height
lean in, to check every credit score cause this bill overpriced
my gun, remains silent when i showout, i know my rights
but that’s (k)not to keep bringing up old sh_t, i like manure life
i mean, you big crip, hoover, right?
whatever bro, it’s all the same
buncha n_ggas throwin’ the same color and call it “gang”
screamin’ out how they all will bang
’til one n_gga turn on the next like starter chains
i’ma sharp shooter, long range
all my bags is on hall of fame
i’m the sh_t b_tch n_gga, you need to get ya toliet changed
rum nitty? smack this what the f_ck you call a name?
bill collector, it’s expected that my call will bang
nitty, i’ll run up in ya crib and [?]
this black mag’ hit the world news, so jet cause times of the essence
you barricading behind doors with the [?] dressers
til i move in with the mac
jordan, rhianna, vanessa
i catch, gotti in the gym workin’ on his muscles
he ready for the quick scuffle
then blaow!
white people like, “i don’t know what that jig saw (jigsaw), but he died big puzzled.”
nitty? you flip doubled?
stuffing the dope and cash in a big duffle?
well, this tall b_tch will knock you off ya grind, so if i miss (ms) hustle
i’m talkin’ dip with the chips or get ya bricks ruffled
kurt russel, you ain’t know that little china could cause big trouble?
now, i just hit you with punchlines, haymakers, room shakers, sleeper jabs
now y’all can go and upload this to the app so y’all can say that nitty beat my ass
time
[round 1: rum nitty]
aight, i told smack, “whoever you gon’ get for me, just line ’em up.”
i’m cut his body into 70 somethin’ pieces if he try his luck
cause you know work’s slow right now, n_gga can’t get no battle, so bill’s piling up
they finally brought the cameras out
we got rum mothaf_ckin’ nitty versus a n_gga that’ll get his mothaf_ckin’ ass whooped, and then wanna go rap it out
you cap, so we don’t believe nothin’ you finna rap about
but it’s show time, finna handle this with no prob’
k!ll yaself, suicide and do the whole job, cause you gon’ die
i go right at you, so f_ck a skype battle
how you gon’ get a dead n_gga to go live? don’t try
i cut up still
keep playin’ with me or you gon’ get someone k!lled
untuck mil’s with a beam, and i keep the light on, run up bill
you can’t touch rum’ sk!lls
i’m tryin’ to be humble and let my work talk for me
i literally be (b) silent and subtle
try and i’ma bust it
lift the .9 up like it’s a dunk contest and i scored high with the judges
i’m nice with the punches and they gon’ respect it
f_ck you mean? punchline king, i hold the record
you can get your neck snapped, broke in sections
think denzel, you better stay still or i’ll break a bone, collector
test me, and i’ll do you all kind of bad
dump it, texts (tecs) keep on comin’, i’m replyin’ back
.9’ll blast
finish the meal (mil’), then run off on bill
first i make sure he dyin’ (dine) and dash
if he tryin’ to match? stop it, this sh_t is just different
i tote straps, no cap, i’m really authentic
you ain’t heard nitty be trippin’?
then, you late
i give a f_ck what bill do (due), i’m tryin’ to get an extension
i really done k!lled him, get to cookin’ homie
i’m already that n_gga on camera, they should’ve told him
if he run up, i’ll pull it on him
…stop everything with one round, look like the footage loadin’
if we lookin’ for him, don’t be stupid
it’s a gun tuck, and this sh_t like duck hunt, i get up close on the screen shootin’
they say he got a name right now and he boomin’
but that won’t appeal to the masses (mask is) long; scream movie
truly, this sh_t can get ugly
and you don’t want to go up to battle rap heaven, where rich at, n_gga trust me
i could’ve sent you up to (two) dolar, bill, you lucky
chopper blades
this sh_t take care of bill soon as it hit, i got autopay
i’m not for games
pop and drill and stretch homie, i’ma peel the tec on him
body build (bill) and flex on him
walk in with the goons
chopper like a broom
gas mask, smoke bomb, foggin’ up the room
larkin out the boot, let you argue with a tool
get my point, he gon’ keep talkin’ ’til it boom
boom
i already know what you feel like
don’t get real hype
you know you can’t beat me in real life

- urltv

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