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vons wrld - triumph كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ay
your b_tch want a taste of me
i got extendo clip on my gen 5, so lil’ n_gga don’t play with me
just like smack down, got 2 w’s running on e
i will prevail, it’s nothing to me
i’ll be alright, as long as they eat
and i stay on the grind, ain’t never get sleep

[verse 1: vons wrld]
just to recap, b_tch i’m still that n_gga
and my pockets getting fat, they ain’t never getting slimmer
and i’ma keep going, i ain’t never been a quitter
so come here lil’ baby, you f_ckin’ with a winner
if you f_cking with me, then you f_cking with v
i left him dead in the streets like an animal
she want a taste of a n_gga like a cannibal
and i’m diving in her water, n_gga, somеthing like a cannon ball
aim a red beam right in bеtween his eyes
now we smoking his pack, put it up in the sky
i’m a cool cat, but i ain’t got 9 lives
see all the bullsh_t, just like i_spy
i’m wreaking havoc, i’m chilling with savages
shooting like mavericks, with them automatics
i pour a 4 of the potion, i’m passionate
i forgot how to rap, so you know that i’m passing it
[verse 2: qu4n]
i pour a 4 in the sprite, and i got a lil’ extra in my system
i swear you can’t listen
i was just blowing her out, put my kids on her motherf_ckin’ face
she went home, and you kissed her
my young n_ggas stepping, they ready to crash
but won’t bust a move without my permission
if you play with the ties, then you down for a ride
’cause i keep me a b_tton, this sh_t get to switchin’
you should go ask your ho how my d_ck taste
got baguette this sh_t hit a big face
we not ovo, ties keep a big drac’
i been running this sh_t on my sick day
she gon’ do what i say, let me dictate
n_gga worried ’bout me, is your b_tch straight?
when you talking to me n_gga sit straight
i can get you, not on for the fix rate
i don’t mind sharing food, i got big plate
off the cup, f_ck this sh_t, i got sick taste
got my young n_gga wanted in 6 states
got a crib, in the back it’s like 6 lakes
n_gga think he the one, but his wife is a ho
and too rich, she been through like 6 states
swear to god that you never could slime me
this sh_t i do grimey
say my rap name the big snake, n_gga
[verse 3: vons wrld]
he said i hit his b_tch, i never meant to
and i do the damage, and quan go and finish you
i’m doing my sh_t, rapping on an instrumental
and when you meet god, tell him vons wrld sent you
i’m popping these n_ggas, like pop with the mentos
don’t f_ck with the gang, we standing on 10 toes
never let a b_tch f_ck up my mental
i’m shooting like poole, when he see the freak hoes
dunkin’ in your ho, just like vince carter
and she got it good, but she want it harder
now your b_tch is gone, why bother?
and i put that on my momma

- vons wrld

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