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westside gunn – bdp كلمات اغاني

[intro: rome streetz]
c_conductor, we have a problem
what the f_ck? (conductor)
y’all n_ggas trash
ayo, check

[verse 1: rome streetz]
i’m god’s favorite, when i spit, the bar raises (c_c_c_c)
before i got my start, was sellin’ hard drugs to caucasians
fought cases, now we high in double r’s racin’ (skrrt)
i came up, they all thought it was voodoo from the haitians (haha)
in all greatness, god, the top lonely but it ain’t sp_cious (uh_huh)
the comp all washed up with fiend_out faces (n_ggas poor)
they ain’t sh_t, just for me to prosper, had to take risks
my off_white dunks got the criss_cross laces (uh_huh)
i push a sp_ceship all through the new york matrix (vroom)
where good kids catch bids and turn incarcerated scarfaces
rather serve you coke outta my palm than work for small wages (uh_huh)
kick your door, pray allah save us, we all favored
casablanca scarf wiping prints off the stainless (uh_huh)
i knock whoever off, underground artists or a_list (boom_boom_boom)
if they in the lane, they just roadk!ll on the pavement (uh)
it’s gxfr, dangerous, nothin’ to play with
it’s pure poison on your playlist
i’m like dark skin michael jackson stylin’, moonwalkin’ on stages (woo)
i’m a lord, they all hit the floor and give off praises
still got dog food residue on my razor
[verse 2: westside gunn]
ayo, i move mountains, move work through public housin’ (ah)
shootout, sh_lls hit the ground, at least a thousand (grrrt)
my b_tch nina hit like ronda rousey (boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
used to sip cups of purple ’til i was drowsy
then there was a drought, no yellow or green for me (uh_uh)
my .40 got a big nose like bdp (ba_da_ba_ba_ba)
murder bravado, the plug said, “no hablo”
i looked across, i seen at least a thousand bricks, alhamdulillah
the most gorgeous (agh), the most gifted (agh), prolific (agh)
four_fifth kick like bruce sh_t (boom_boom_boom_boom_boom)
the sky hawk throwin’ two bl!cks, ruthless
fiend hit the pipe all you heard was—

[interlude: montell jordan]
this is how we do it
(this is how we do it)
sha la la la la la lo—

[verse 3: stove god cooks]
uh, who f_ckin’ with me, who? (who f_ckin’ with me?)
we swam through water, whip in a chanel scuba suit (haha)
gucci k for my n_gga, he gon’ super shoot (grrrt, bap_bap)
they played the wiretap back for me, i sounded like magoo (hahaha)
told my lawyer, “cool” (yeah) it wasn’t me (it wasn’t me)
my n_gga brought the work back on his niece
had it wrapped around her legs like lebron, icin’ his knees
what n_gga nicer than me? they drownin’ fightin’ to breathe
i seen rock smoke in the air (yes), seen feds run up the stairs
i seen a million on flip’ neck, versace on claire
seen one turn to two, like i put it in the mirror
i seen a n_gga air the block out in a oldsmobile alero (brrrt, bap_bap_bap)
[outro]
the office of civil defense has issued the following message
this is an attack warning

- westside gunn

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