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xanman - intro (xan servin 4) كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
a-ar pistol, glock .9
we-we do not care that her pops died
“xan what you outside for?”
i’m just waiting ’til the opps slide
it-it came with it, i ain’t cop mine
n-gg-s scared, so they on the opps side
fill his baby bottle with peroxide
n-gg-s trap backwards, they ain’t clockwise
off a bar, got me lunchin’
slid on him, get to crunkin
that’s his party, we gon slide to the function
glock with a knife like i’m carving a pumpkin
bullets sharp, so they came with instructions
big drums, like i’m playing percussion
young n-gg-, start from bottom like dungeons
mcm’s on my feet, get to stomping

[verse]
“aye xan, how much you pay for that stick?” nothing!
n-gg-s know i got 4-5’s, tumbling
he say he trapping, he lied, bluffing
he in the field, we gon’ truck him
stop faking n-gg-, run up your bag
british plug keep calling me “lad”
my father the plug, get zips from my dad
two-tone glock, n-gg- look like plaid
shoot on the couch, n-gg-, dj vlad
y’all n-gg-s rap n-gg-s, no collab
250 for a zip of that gas
i feel like 2pac, money rag
catch him at the let out, then he got stabbed
i keep a pit, call me brad
slid in a rental, with no tags
i got a dog, it don’t wag
all the way turnt, roscoe dash
pump rip up his vest, like a tag
he ain’t want smoke, like a drag
heard that he hot, he keep tabs
we heard he dead, yeah we glad
blow him up, like i’m throwing a frag
under pressure, n-gg-s turn into f-gs
i sold him scooby, n-gg-, call me sh-g
i put a qp in the plas–tic
favorite gun is the mac–10
off an addy, feel like pa–trick
oh he dead, that is past–tense
walk down in a flat–bed
you green for real, you ain’t bad–b-tch
needles like we giving tats–b-tch
you ain’t k!llin’, why you act–b-tch?

[hook]
ar pistol, glock .9
we-we do not care that her pops died
“xan what you outside for?”
i’m just waiting ’til the opps slide
it came with it, i ain’t cop mine
n-gg-s scared, so they on the opps side
fill his baby bottle with peroxide
n-gg-s trap backwards, they ain’t clockwise
off a bar, got me lunchin’
slid on him, get to crunkin
that’s his party, we gon slide to the function
glock with a knife like i’m carving a pumpkin
bullets sharp, so they came with instructions
big drums, like i’m playing percussion
young n-gg-, start from bottom like dungeons
mcm’s on my feet, get to stomping

- xanman

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