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yd collins – never lack كلمات اغاني

(verse 1)

you know it’s a street thing, don’t wanna be leaking i ain’t trusting no one, if it come down to my life don’t threaten my life i’ll jump to bustin my gun, (i make the bullets go la la la la la(2x)
yo you’re lookin at the face of death, gunshots make a bet, first n_gga take a step, pistol where your face is at, tell me what you make of that, give you life take it back, celebrate a case of that, cost of life pay for that, most you n_ggas fade to black, can’t believe you came for that, you crying it’s too late for that, too many in the grave for that, had to step away from that, departed but i made it back, target symbol on my back, never catch a n_gga lack

(verse 2)

never catch a n_gga lack, yeah you know that that’s a fact, heard the ops was lookin for me, funny they know where i’m at, money on my head i laugh, cuz i know that sh_t is cap, plus if you tried to k!ll me, knowing me i’m coming back. like frankenstein in death race, or the undertaker, you k!ll my op i’ll k!ll ya op, that’s favor for a favor, i’m on my grind like a skater, yeah you know i’m bout my paper, say you want smoke you ain’t cheech and chong see you later

(verse 3)

you can’t see me i can see you, no john cena adjust your attitude, i threw a p_ssy through some glass he was see through, one hit ko i made him bleed too. spin the block two times got the re up from my plug, been through some sh_t but i came out the mud, i’m sendin shots that’s on my blood, beef wit member of woh yeah i’m clutching my pole, yeah i’m ready to blow. hoodie on i’m ready to beef, no a boogie i’m running the streets, yeah it’s cold outside that’s just like my heart, and for my soul i swear that sh_t be dark, never bend just stick to the code, undertaker lights off just call me a ghost, whiteboy wild call me casper, speedy gonzalez but i’m goin faster, mama got three boys but im really a b_st_rd, lyrically i’m becoming a master, pockets getting fatter, pockets getting swole, never leave the crib without my pole, i really got ops yeah i’m ready to blow, i ain’t talkin coke but i’ll line you bro (it’s shotta)

- yd collins

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