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young zion 6600 - flooded كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
yuh
yeah
yeah
uh, uh, yeah

[hook]
i’m smokin’ on gas, that’s pure (go! yeah!)
take off like a jet, no lyric (yeah! yeah!)
been takin’ these drugs, ain’t no loss this year
i can’t f_ck wit’ these rappers, they all feel weird (no way!)
gon’ call up my driver, too high to steer (yah!)
i been ballin’, might cop me a ring this year (yah!)
i been runnin’ this sh_t like a king this year (huh!)

[post chorus]
(yeah) we flippin’ it proper, like it was gymnastics (yeah, yeah!)
i jump off the plane, and hop into the aston (yeah)
they laughed at my face, yeah, i said that boy makin’ (uh, ooh)
now look at me, lately, i’m doin’ fantastic (woah! woah!)
they doubted on me, put the work in, they passin’ (woah! yuh!)
(uh, ooh) i feel like the statue, know i made it happen (gee!)
(yessir) and i still got the pack, so i’m really neat rappin’ (gee!)
it took me some time, now they all see my talent (what!)
know i act like a fool when i check out my balance (suu!)
[verse]
i go out to eat wit’ the gang (gee!)
(uh, ooh) and that’s 3500, came straight from the bank (uh, ooh)
(rank!) i ain’t dissin’, no mills, butchu know i got rank (boost!)
get straight to the guap, n_gga, f_ck whatchu think (uh, ooh)
(banks! banks!) all my n_ggas keep choppas and dukas and rugers
all we need in this b_tch is a muhf_ckin’ tank (b_b_brrr!)
get put on that paint, f_ck some sh_t, whatchu say
we got no time to play wit’ this stuff, feelin’ broad day (layback!)

[post verse]
n_ggas gon’ flip on you, know that the hard way (they is)
i came up from servin’ up knicks in the hallway (i’m trap!)
i’m destined for greatness, what, that’s what my mom say
and y’know it’s cuz my music hotter than pompeii (b_tch!)
and i’m runnin’ this sh_t wit’ no deal (bah!)
hunnid knots in the pocket, lil’ f_ck how they all feel (b_tch!)
and these n_ggas big p_ssy, garfield (woo!)
quit the cappin’, i see that they not real (b_tch!)

[hook]
i’m smokin’ on gas, that’s pure
take off like a jet, no lyric (no lyric)
been takin’ these drugs, ain’t no loss this year (it’s none)
i can’t f_ck wit’ these rappers, they all feel weird (loss this year)
gon’ call up my driver, too high to steer
i been ballin’, might cop me a ring this year (high to steer)
i been runnin’ this sh_t like a king this year (cop me a r_)
[post chorus]
(yeah) we flippin’ it proper, like it was gymnastics (yeah, yeah!)
i jump off the plane, and hop into the aston (yeah)
they laughed at my face, yeah, i said that boy makin’ (uh, ooh)
now look at me, lately, i’m doin’ fantastic (woah! woah!)
they doubted on me, put the work in, they passin’ (woah! yuh!)
(uh, ooh) i feel like the statue, know i made it happen (gee!)
(yessir) and i still got the pack, so i’m really neat rappin’ (gee!)
it took me some time, now they all see my talent (what!)
know i act like a fool when i check out my balance

[hook]
i’m smokin’ on gas, that’s pure (go!)
take off like a jet, no lyric (yeah! yeah!)
been takin’ these drugs, ain’t no loss this year (no way!)
i can’t f_ck wit’ these rappers, they all feel weird
gon’ call up my driver, too high to steer
i been ballin’, might cop me a ring this year
i been runnin’ this sh_t like a king this year

[post chorus]
we flippin’ it proper, like it was gymnastics (yeah!)
i jump off the plane, and hop into the aston (yeah!)
they laughed at my face, yeah, i said that boy makin’ (woah!)
now look at me, lately, i’m doin’ fantastic (woah! woah!)
they doubted on me, put the work in, they passin’ (yuh!)
i feel like the statue, know i made it happen (gee!)
and i still got the pack, so i’m really neat rappin’ (gee!)
it took me some time, now they all see my talent (b_tch! b_tch!)
know i act like a fool when i check out my balance (b_tch!)

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