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x4 - blic كلمات الأغنية

[intro: x4]
(fbeat go crazy)
(fbeat producin’ all the heat)
huh

[verse 1: x4 & chxnk]
i’m a top tier joint, i can’t kick her with no b_tch and i heard you was a sitch
n_gga really take your sh_t, n_gga really keep bl!ck, with a stick
f_ck it at the switch, get chokin’ from the kids
i’m a top tier n_gga, i can’t just f_ck on any b_tch
y’all know i got good d_ck, she said my whip gang sick, b_tch
i don’t never come outside without taking my bl!ck
they gotta switch, on f&n

[verse 2: x4 & chxnk]
n_gga we gon’ spin, f_ckin’ spin again
n_gga and again and again and again
n_gga he can’t hang with the crips, hmph
run off on a n_gga with a b_tch, hmph
take a n_gga sh_t and have him sick
i ain’t worryin’ ’bout no thirst, i keep a bl!ck
i ain’t worryin’ ’bout no thirst, i keep a pole, hmph (keep a what?)
shut the f_ck up, i heard you told (aye)

[verse 3: chxnk & x4]
slappin’ with the bl!ck
i prolly f_ck this b_tch
hoes think they sl!ck
they be tryna have my kid
i don’t never hang on the block and i ain’t got my bl!ck
big_ass bullets in it, it really makes it flip
how the f_ck you gettin’ dope, but you ain’t got no chip?
you can’t call it no pole, if it bustin’ don’t kick
my compact didn’t fold and it ain’t got no kick (ain’t got no what?)
[verse 4: x4]
ain’t got no kick, 40 with a stick
slap a n_gga twice ’cause he been was a b_tch
i’ma show you where they ain’t, don’t trip
and you better bounce out into your sh_t
n_gga better not miss, ready stitch lip
never sink the ship, i never snitch
i’m a thirsty crip, bouncin’ out the benz
f_cked out the side, woke him down with a bl!ck

[verse 5: chxnk]
what you mean? bounce out, i don’t do your sh_t
n_gga, i’m known for walking up
and get jiggy, got pose, starin’ b_tches in they face on figaro
last n_gga touched my chain, you left with his fingers broke
i brought lean juice with n_ggas in here pour
if you show me to the b_tches, which one go give me throw
these n_ggas deaf, i don’t think they hear me though
these bullets extra won’t big, they ain’t treat, cheerios

[verse 6: x4]
i ain’t worryin’ bout no b_tch, i got plenty hoes
f_ck a tall b_tch on my tippy toes
soccer son, up he sayin’, “leave me alone”
fbeat up on a beat, b_tch you know we on
while your p_ssy smell like that, b_tch you know you’re wrong
we gon’ double back, we gon’ get it gone
we gon’ bounce up, we gon’ get it gone
we gon’ walk him down, we gon’ get it gone
[outro]
(fbeat go crazy)
(fbeat producin’ all the heat)

- x4

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