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veeze – atl freestyle 1 كلمات اغاني

[intro: veeze & rob49]
gang
gangerski (yeah)
got my n_gga rob, you know what the f_ck goin’ on (ganger)
ski
you know that
can’t be f_cked with boys

[verse 1: veeze]
i spend so much money, when i leave, these b_tches follow me (these b_tches follow me)
he ain’t got ten thousand to his name, that n_gga fallin’ off (n_gga ain’t got ten)
i got brand new clothes on when i’m shoppin’, i’m a grown boss (swear to god)
put that b_tton on him, now his body cold, defrost (grrt)
i told her i love her while i was f_ckin’, i was lean talkin’ (i was lyin’)
i don’t like depressed hoes, all my b_tches t’d up (uh)
any time i walk by, smell money when the breeze come
ever since i got rich, hoes do it when i ask once (when i ask once)

[verse 2: rob49 & luh tyler]
yeah, ever since i got rich, bad hoes do it when i say somethin’ (phew)
you ain’t tryna f_ck us on the spot, you can’t sleep here (yeah)
we been gettin’ money way before psp handhelds (yeah)
i feel like you gotta catch a body to get your rank up (buh)
johnny manziel, i done touched down to cause h_ll
i’m pushing good d on my b_tch, nicknamed me pat bell (yeah)
i’m pushin’ pills all in her ass, i’m pullin’ her hair
if he ain’t tryna k!ll him, i go k!ll him myself (phew)
[verse 3: luh tyler]
no, they ain’t give me nothin’, i went and got it myself (myself)
i hit a lil’ b_tch once, then put her back on the shelf (yeah, n_gga)
my bro keep pushin’ packs, that n_gga breakin’ the scale (on gang)
bro got the bl!cky in the party, n_ggas can’t even tell
i swear my lil’ b_tch heaven_sent, but she be givin’ me h_ll (d_mn. yeah)
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, n_gga, don’t hit my cell (don’t hit my cell, n_gga, yeah)
my n_gga make sh_t disappear, think he castin’ a spell (poof)
i swear these n_ggas be my sons, don’t make me take off my belt (pew, pew)

[verse 4: rob49 & veeze]
yeah, she been gassed up since she got that car, she think she her
i just popped a g6, b_tch, i’m tweakin’, turn me up
when i’m cheatin’ and she leavin’, i can’t miss a loss
on your p, don’t let it breathe, b_tch, put it on your mouth

[verse 5: veeze]
yeah, my b_tch think every b_tch that’s in my likes that i done f_cked (i ain’t f_ck that b_tch)
ho, you wanna f_ck that bad, then book the flight yourself
brodie took so long with bouncin’ back, i put him on the shelf
i done spent so much on foreign clothes, i’m d_mn near speakin’ french (d_mn near speakin’ french)
girly ass got good brain, man, send this girl to yale (send this girl to college)
devil on my shoulder, man, he talkin’ me to death (ooh_woo)
it’s like twenty_five racks gone, that’s how my day was spent (n_gga)
even though i got a thousand hoes, she still think i’m her man
[verse 6: luh tyler]
n_ggas think i signed a deal with nike, always keep a check (yeah, i keep a check, n_gga, yeah)
i’m in here freezing, n_gga, i’m so icy, just look at my neck (ice, ice)
i know this lil’ b_tch went to college, i can tell just by her head (n_gga, uh)
man, why these n_ggas sleepin’ on us? tell ’em get up out the bed (get out of bed, n_gga)
so many hoes, i feel like santa, i might pull up on a sled (so many ho, ho, hoes)
n_ggas always run they mouth, but they ain’t never talkin’ bread

[outro: luh tyler]
talkin’ bread, n_gga, yeah
n_ggas flat, man
gang, n_gga, skii

- veeze

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