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yagi b – doa كلمات اغاني

[hook]
steady geekin’, i feel like i only got me, but i’m walkin’ around with a hitter
i could care less ‘bout a label
n_ggas be p_ssy, only around ‘cause they dishing it out
how you slidin’ for me, you ain’t slide for yourself
know they hate that i’m winnin’, i’m proud of myself
and b_tches get shot too, everything been dead
point to the bread, n_gga, shut up or get mad
learned how to trap, i was swervin’
23 shots in my lap, like, “who wanna die?”
and i’m still smoking on raymond, know they be mad he went out in the car like rah
beam on the gun, don’t chase him
really don’t care if he run, he still gеt fried
d_doa this, doa that, n_gga, get off my doa d_ck
[verse]
nevеr did sh_t for your block, claiming you drilly, but them n_ggas claiming you not
how many n_ggas got shot?
boy, you a dummy, you think i ain’t spinning for mines
still gotta stick to the plan, i need me a couple of m’s, i been runnin’ through bands
cruisin’ around in a wraith when it’s sunny, t_two guns tryna blaze on a bunny (a_aye nxrre)
nesty a b_tch, on his knees screaming, “ygk”
you thought i forgot, but i didn’t
f_flash wanna diss, but he never gonna spin through my way
so i rolled up his mother and lit it
a_and i’m smoking on dudeylo pops
double_gk, jt in a box
murda g needa stay off the sticks
e_wuu just rappin’ and do what he told to
got a whole lot of shots for lil’ mdot, do ‘em like yeesh, tryna give him a chest shot
mdub block to my d_ck, still ain’t gon’ spin
money mad up in the spliff
l_l_look, brodie got rich, then we got sticks, walkin’ around wit’ fns
true to my block, i ain’t changing for sh_t
j_st__z you a b_tch, free dyk_ had you ducking in lyft
still shook from the .40 cal
lil uzi just talking, you look like a f_cking clown
and this n_gga all talk, he don’t really want war, if i slide to your door where you running now?

- yagi b

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