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westside gunn – george bondo كلمات اغاني

[intro: westside gunn]
ah

[verse 1: westside gunn]
ayo, i’m from a back block on the east side, peace and war
out on leroy with the mac out, peace allah (brr)
my whole portfolio is gangster, whip the cocaine
get shot and they goin’ to [?] (boom, boom, boom), sellin’ dope
save this persian rug five times a day, prayers, n_ggas tasteless
[?] n_ggas can’t do, stabbed him on the wakeup (ah)
n_ggas catch you at the showers for a hundred soups
bought a goose, we pulled up in a couple coupes (skrt)
the chopper on double loop (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
your body got hugged, but not enough to shoot
we baggin’ up trouble at the w, what’s up with you? we huntin’ too (ah)
still plottin’ and schemin’, on the cot, daydreamin’
get shot out the heron, pray demon, you ain’t breathin ‘ (skrt, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
the yay reekin’, your lips movin’, you ain’t breathin’
you start coughin’ up blood for the same reasons, you ever sold a hundred?
then spent it all in the same weekend, razors leave your face leakin’ (ah)
chill, let the wraith creep, and the brick broke in eight pieces
double cs on the suede sneakers, i kick the real sh_t
who you be? where you bome from? i had to build sh_t (ah, i had to build sh_t, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
i had to build sh_t (i had to build sh_t, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[verse 2: conway the machine]
look, uh, we was sellin’ dog food and we was sellin’ fish (cap)
feds was buildin’ cases, they ain’t never stick (hahahaha)
y’all had the triple beam dreams, we really measure bricks (we really sold that)
sh_t was movin’ fast as we cookin’ up, sh_t sellin’ quick (hah)
any beat i’m on, i gotta get my sh_t off
your watch ain’t cost thirty and up, take that sh_t off (take that sh_t off)
i’m impactin’ the culture like eric bischoff
big biscuit of that biscotti makin’ my b_tch call (cap)
they on google, they wonder what i got rich off
they see me pullin’ off in that don, the top lift off (hah)
the kid from may street who used to whip soft (whip)
and let his fif’ off, now i’m the big boss, i drop the bag, i have you picked off (boom, boom, boom, boom)
my shooter don’t speak but you can tell that he dangerous (cap)
he just aim steady the stainless (hah)
drive_bys out of minivans, chevys, and ranges (brr)
rap n_gga go to the club in my city, tuck every chain in (hah)
get n_ggas clipped while i’m with celebrities hangin’ (uh huh)
i got two felonies, now they tell me i’m famous (i’m famous now)
my life is definitely changin’
roc nation brunch, i’m with a r&b singer gettin’ better acquainted (what up, baby?)
if thou steal from flygod, that’s a sin
it’s not another rapper that’s alive that can match my pen
back again, mac clap your men, stack a half an m
i was him, before you ever heard me on a track with em (the machine, n_gga)

[verse 3: benny the butcher]
yo, look back, three years ago, when ain’t n0body know me (n0body)
now i treat this rap sh_t just like somebody owe me (butcher comin’, n_gga)
think it’s a game until i patrick kane somebody homie
that’s slidin’ through with the stick, shootin’ one by the goalie (brr)
i got nice, practice repeated when rappers was decent
when you ain’t leave the house unless your gat was matchin’ your sneakers (yeah)
’cause y’all n_gga rappin’ and tweetin’ (what else?), stackin’ and beefin’ (what y’all doin’?)
i get you whacked at the venitian for blasphemous speakin’, uh huh
watch band snakeskin, gang at the door, let the apes in
twenty_k spent, that’s how my day went
bulletproof the foreign to feel safe in (i’m good)
mirrors smoke grey tint, it’s just to take trips to the bank in
telly by the border, glock on top of the covers (uh huh)
the room next door got duffles stacked on top of each other
me and my old plug alright (we cool), but we don’t rock with each other
that was only business, and we done did a lot for each other (i made that n_gga rich)
yeah, i’ll f_ck around and leave the party with my tool ringin’ (boom, boom, boom, boom, let’s go)
jewels blingin’, tailored suit like a blues singer
you know my back wall like two fingers (tuh), hustler, i’m the true meanin’
turned one to two like i’m houdini (my stove game still official)
yeah, this for the corners that we anointed (anointed)
opened up with a small group of soldiers that i appointed (uh)
i’m up due to all the bullsh_t that i avoided
she suck, f_ck, count up the money, but she annoyin’
it’s griselda, n_gga

[outro: skit]
i’ma loosen my collar, y’all, hold on
what’s up, y’all, it’s st. louis, representin’ this whole [?]
and this whole [?], once again, y’all know who we is
we all over the world, but somebody love us
this lady love us
oh, we gon’ do this, i’ma quit talkin’, like
i’ma loosen my collar, baby, let’s get busy
hut, hut
boom, boom, boom, n_gga like work, work
westside, pop gang, n_gga, throw ’em up
boom, boom, boom, n_gga, we don’t give a f_ck
what? what? n_gga, what?
boom, boom, boom, hail mary
boom, cha_boom, told you n_ggas scary
boom, boom, boom, that n_gga ’bout to run
cl!ck_clack, them n_ggas got guns
boom, boom, boom, hail mary
boom, cha_boom, told you n_ggas scary
boom, boom, boom, that n_gga ’bout to run
cl!ck_clack, them n_ggas got guns, like
boom, boom, boom

- westside gunn

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