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urltv – rum nitty vs. fonz كلمات اغاني

[round 1: fonz]
hold it down, hold it down
yo, after i f_ck this n_gga up, i’mma be #1 for champion of the year
’cause, n_gga, i done had a crazy run
kings vs. queens 3, um5, sm12
a lotta bread, i done made me some
they said they weren’t f_ckin’ wit’ fonz on summer madness
they ain’t faze me none
’cause smack seen how i handled the boos (booze), then he gave me…

and y’all know how this thing gon’ go
all that tough sh_t just gon’ make a n_gga swing on bro
throw that crip sh_t in my face, then the heat gon’ blow
est gee: they said i (eye) f_cked up, but now this n_gga can’t c (see) no mo’!
you want zero smoke!
that tough act gon’ gеt a n_gga
i’m a used car salesman: i let this lеmon off a lot!
put a n_gga in a box
we do not do cameras
hop out, chrome_grippin’, pole (po) kickin’: that’s kung fu panda
bro
it’s gon’ start wit’ a kick, then end wit’ a grip: it’s a moped
left hook! right hook! his nose bled
the alien sleep on his feet: he a conehead
(x9)

yeah, this battle got me some mo’ bread
but i been spazzin’, b_tch
wit’ this rappin’ and trappin’ sh_t
yeah, we had bags of sniff, and sent them on acid trips
peter pan
you know what i did to put food on my table?
you couldn’t even imagine, nit’ (it)
but we had bags of that, and jars of this
and the bags was fat, and the jars was thick
i’m talkin’ highs and the lows, n_gga, all for cheap
if you want it, you can talk to me
i got a connect on the ‘bows like glorilla and cardi b
talk is cheap!
n_gga, talk is cheap!
f_ck all that insane sh_t!
n_gga, you gon’ have to show me you crazy
’cause for a zip, my man’ll put a hole in your lady
but for 125 grams, rum, he’ll put fo’ in (and) a baby
i ain’t no internet n_gga!
my name shouldn’t be in your mentions
i really be in the trenches
and all these n_ggas who holla they (holiday) wit’ the 4th is finna be in da pendants (independence)
relentless!
n_gga, we ain’t gotta drag this sh_t out
you gave geechi 75 racks
so when you die, you can’t even pay for your funeral
it’s gon’ be too much cash to dish out
they gon’ have to cremate you, and give your remains to your daughters
and your kids gon’ have to ration nit’ (it) out
i’ll trash this b_tch house!
we do home invasions _ n_gga, ask around
i’ll catch you in that crip mansion wit’ geechi, and run up in that mu’f_cka blastin’ rounds
how ironic _ a insane n_gga in a nut house (nuthouse)
and everybody in that room gettin’ patted (padded) down
drag you out!
that’s when the heater get to blammin’
nosy_ass neighbor, i can see that he hispanic
i thought he was callin’ gotti
’cause he kept yellin’ out, “bay! ay!”
but that’s “b&e” in spanish!
tragic!
it don’t matter if he run with crips
he gon’ leave wit’ a ruptured disc, busted lip
overhand slump this b_tch
underhand make a soft bald (softball) n_gga adjust his pitch

n_gga, somethin’ out the chrome’ll fly
drive_by, steel (still) wavin’ like a long goodbye
your bro gon’ die!
man, i’ve been tryin’ to k!ll this man for months
but they told me i had to change the pace up just so i can stand a chance with bruh
y’all be playin’ too much
you know the difference from a soft jab and a hulk smash?
i know how to land a punch
i know you’re all fans of bruh
and all that talk of how the cans’ll dump
how his shotty’ll blam n_ggas
new .40s wit’ hair_triggers
and wit’ that type of content, nit’ (continent), you can never body a land n_gga
it’s scary for ya
i’ve been k!llin’ sh_t all year, and i ain’t gotta change in front of this bum n_gga
so stop expectin’ me to spare a quarter!
prepare for torture
bullets rain, look like a h_ll of a light storm
they found the alien on the streets, and i don’t think that’s an intelligent life form
get a b_tch smoked
acid breakin’ down a quarter like a marketing team
that sh_t gross!
big toast!
you know how long i been holdin’ this p (pee)!?
[don marino]
how long?

[fonz]
i really got a (gotta p_ss tho’)
get did wrong!
and i’m out in arizona lookin’ for him
by myself, ’cause i don’t want a co_de’ to turn fed on me
he got kg wit’ him? that’s cool
i got some lead on me
and long as they got the bread for me
then i’mma take rum and poet (po’ it) out, on the dead homies
and a n_gga can’t stop that sh_t!
once a b_tch gets shot, that’s it!
one to the mug, will spill rum, on his $25,000 alpaca rug
and you can’t get it out if you scrub
n_gga, you gon’ have to that sh_t!

[round 1: rum nitty]
y’all ready?
rum nitty vers’ vince young
my fault, my fault, my fault, i slipped up
rum nitty vers’ the fonz, ty bogan
this b_tch done
off the rip, believe he dyin’
a clean sweep, threepeat, i got the cheat sheet rhymin’
they say the alien be sittin’ on bars…(like e.t. ridin’)
this finna be a war for the books
so f_ck a time limit this battle
i told troy, “let me cook”
and this lil’ n_gga fonz (finds) a dead man, soon as it starts, like boyz n the hood
i’m the reason they be runnin’!
it won’t be easy you try and get me out my spot
i’m just keepin’ it 100
at least (lease) that’s what they wanted

- urltv

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