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veeze – gangermatic كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
(pooh, you a fool for this one)

[verse]
it’s a ongoing struggle while i’m gettin’ blunted
swing wood and metal, veeze paul bunyan
bag full of yellow pills look like funyuns
streets gettin’ ugly, free my n_gga duggy
doggy told me i was major back when i was hustlin’
why she never listen? man, that sh_t aggravatin’
soon as a n_gga make it, you gotta do a thousand favors
they don’t give a f_ck if you did your mom a favor
now when the phone ring, who gon’ pick it up?
when you feelin’ down, who gon’ lift you up?
when you fail trial, who gon’ call, get them n_ggas hit up? (who gon’ hit them n_ggas up?)
if you go broke, who gon’ throw you somethin’?
them b_tches ain’t gon’ care, they gon’ kick dirt on you (b_tches ain’t gon’ care)
they f_ckin’ other n_ggas and you put purses on ’em (look)
them sack_chasin’ b_tches, they around, i ain’t flirtin’ with ’em (i ain’t flirtin’ with ’em)
they see the big dog, wanna take one (yeah, i know that)
he gotta watch out every car, boy, we turn for one
we burn the trap out ’till it’s hot like the earth core
i pray my lil’ brother never have to sell drew barrymore
i should be grateful where i’m at? i swear i’m grateful for ’em
i pull a n_gga card quick, he a f_ck n_gga (he a f_ck n_gga)
i had to block a n_gga number, got the tendency of a b_tch (talk too much)
she asked me what’s that on my chain, it’s my brother quin (it’s my brother quin)
i’m ridin’ late, pourin’ champagne where his mama lived at
every time i’m feelin’ down, drugs pick me up (yeah)
back when i ain’t had sh_t, n0body asked for nothin’ (n0body asked for nothin’)
how can i explain my problems? everybody think i’m livin’ it up
if i go broke, who gon’ throw me somethin’? (n0body)
you better save a couple pennies for when the streets get slippery (yeah)
dead broke as a joke and your b_tch get silly (yeah, yeah)
the rent gettin’ close, n_gga, palms gettin’ itchy
it’s hotter outside, her friends on some rich n_ggas (what you gon’ do?)
it’s easy, you ain’t got it everything about chicken (huh?)
cry to veeze, he go get a job, isn’t it? (isn’t it?)
pockets so empty, feel like a clock tickin’ (tick, tick)
gun in your hand loaded and you sweatin’ bullets (don’t do it)
when you get your time, she gon’ f_ck half the city (half the city)
same n_ggas that you called gang laughin’ at you
you ain’t heard ’bout your boy? what? what happened to him? (huh?)
say he turned his life to god, he’s a pastor’s boy (he’s a pastor’s boy)
[?][1:50] he a big man, it’s some fairy tellers (yeah)
if i tell you ’bout my night, it’d sound imaginary (i swear to god)
if i imagine life without you, bae, my life would end (life would end)
you know that i got you, bae, for life, boy, you my twin (you like me)
i can’t put a price on how i love you, priceless (love you, priceless)
i might have to wash my hands for life, the dirt i did (all the dirt i did)
all these dead men on me, i’m a walkin’ cemetery (walkin’ cemetery)
interrupt while me and my brother talkin’, b_tch, you got some nerve (ooh, woo)
show me that you loyal, you wanna be with me forever (with me forever)
i love the christian dior shades, wear even if it’s dark (even when it’s dark)
i think about my n_ggas deceased even in a bar (even in a bar)
order another thousand ones, make these b_tches twerk (phew, frrt)
billboard veeze

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