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yung dizzy - f sport كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
hah
yeah
hah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
hah (n_gga), hahahaha
yeah

[chorus]
swervin’ in this b_tch, i hope i don’t crash
ridin’ in the f_sport, it ain’t got no dash
i don’t want that p_ssy, baby, i’ll pass
word got around, heard that tw_t trash
b_tch eatin’ this d_ck, she ain’t got no gag
told her slow down, she goin’ too fast
n_ggas keep dissin’, but ain’t doin’ no k!llin’
tell ’em free yung threat, me and him was villains

[post_chorus]
promotin’ the violence and we doin’ the k!lling
i stuff in this clip, you meetin’ this pistol
bip on a n_gga block, f_ck k pistol
i hit his top, call this b_tch the bip_ital
hop out, chase his ass, that n_gga did a skip_ital
you can diss if you want and i’ma get rid of you
they said i’m too young to hang up my jersey
i laughed at they ass, told ’em they hilarious
[verse 1]
biggest sob, they know how i get
f_ckin’ over my p, i keep givin’ her dirty
of course i’ma cheat, b_tch, i ain’t married (b_tch, huh, yeah)
sorry, baby, haha, i can’t wifе no h_o_e
n_ggas broke as sh_t on the block, n_gga pushin’ thirty, that boy need a j_o_b
hook sn_tchin’ me up, thеy askin’ me questions
told they ass a lie, man, i can’t see
f_ckin’ her from behind, smackin’ on her cheeks
bought her some lil’ wine, she ate on this d

[chorus]
swervin’ in this b_tch, i hope i don’t crash
ridin’ in the f_sport, it ain’t got no dash
i don’t want that p_ssy, baby, i’ll pass
word got around, heard that tw_t trash
b_tch eatin’ this d_ck, she ain’t got no gag
told her slow down, she goin’ too fast
n_ggas keep dissin’, but ain’t doin’ no k!llin’
tell ’em free yung threat, me and him was villains

[verse 2]
show no pity on these n_ggas’ blocks
put switch on a n_gga, watch him hopscotch
he heard his b_tch purse, i know his heart dropped
got put in a he_rs_, he ain’t make it far
n_gga, it’s my time and i’m takin’ over
b_tch asked if i love her, i just shrugged my shoulders
they call up d1, he got lucky, that’s a four_leaf clover
you don’t know what that mean, he got lucky
n_gga, f_ck the feds, tell ’em free lil’ bucky
n_gga, we was really droppin’ bubbas
anything got in our way, we truck it
smoke in the air, you know i ain’t duckin’ it
i drop shots and i drop rounds
n_gga got shot and he told
they be lettin’ anybody commit a crime
n_gga, i rap ’cause i want to
they know i ain’t cappin’, really live my rhymes
n_ggas broke my heart when he dropped a dime
beatin’ up the block, puttin’ in overtime
[chorus]
swervin’ in this b_tch, i hope i don’t crash
ridin’ in the f_sport, it ain’t got no dash
i don’t want that p_ssy, baby, i’ll pass
word got around, heard that tw_t trash
b_tch eatin’ this d_ck, she ain’t got no gag
told her slow down, she goin’ too fast
n_ggas keep dissin’, but ain’t doin’ no k!llin’
tell ’em free yung threat, me and him was villains

[post_chorus]
promotin’ the violence and we doin’ the k!lling
i stuff in this clip, you meetin’ this pistol
bip on a n_gga block, f_ck k pistol
i hit his top, call this b_tch the bip_ital
hop out, chase his ass, that n_gga did a skip_ital
you can diss if you want and i’ma get rid of you
they said i’m too young to hang up my jersey
i laughed at they ass, told ’em they hilarious

[outro]
haha, you n_ggas funny
b_tch
d_mn
trip (boy trippin’, motherf_ckin’ goat)

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