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yung soza - got now كلمات الأغنية

f_ck next b_tch i got now
your times up b_tch throw in the towel
stop talkin b_tch don’t make a sound
that lil nicca lost and will never be found
see my chain b_tch u better not reach
swear to god if u reach b_tch i’m gone teach
i’m hot texas pete
i’m finna blow up come and book u a feat
see me in public boy stop actin stupid
quit asking me questions don’t know shi i’m clueless
i thought u was living real ruthless
was point of havin a bl!ck if u never gon use it
y’all n_ggas p_ssy as sh_t
y’all n_ggas ain poppin no sh_t
y’all n_ggas ain uppin no bl!ck
boy put dat gun down that ain even ya stick
y’all niccas ain k!llin sh_t
dem niccas lyin talkin bout dey drillin shi
y’all sticks ain real and sh_t
suicidal n_ggas poppin pills and sh_t
gimme a stick imma up it
tell da rap game move out the way cuz nicca i’m coming
im really comin from nothing
love to talk on the net but never do nothing
dem n_ggas ain livin what they rap about
niccas never been in a trap house
writin statements u a rat now
k!ll a local rapper i’m takin the trash out
(get em outta here)
these nicca ain livin they verses
put my name inna diss guarantee we gone hurt him
hurt him nah we gone murk him
flatline a n_gga go get the nurses
talk hot whole gang gone spin
oh sh_t i missed we spinnin again
hit him then we hittin the friend
k!lled sum n_ggas i’ll do it again
they gone claim i cap in my rap
but y’all cap when y’all cuz u don’t own a strap
p_ssy nicca think we finna scr_p
my blood shooter come out the cut yellin out blattt
i’m tryna spin
(sike)
b_tch i’m tryna slide
k!ll da gang who tf gone slide
(where’s my son)
that nicca died
beefing wimme boy u must be crazy
faceshot gang wit jay and brazyyy
slide on his block kappo and ad
they know i got now that’s why they all hate me
i ain doin no song wit no opp
pull up to the shoot hes bounded to get popped
think we shootin a video he really gettin dropped
them niccas cap in dey rap boy they need to stop
hey mama how u doin u raised
my shooters gone step uhhh trooper
that nicca a b_tch goofy goober
one of da best in my city
leave an opp stank boy we leave an opp sh_tty
f_ck talkin i’m tryna get busy
my girl she a shooter every drill she come wimme
that’s not ya set stop all that jackin sh_t
you a bleedin stop allat stackin sh_t
i’m worried bout dese racks and sh_t
don’t need an beam cuz my aim is immaculate
n_gga went in the booth heard my name and wrote him a diss
i won’t send one back b_tch i’m sendin dem bl!cks
he ain no shooter that nicca a b_tch
they said i don’t got now well n_gga u wish

- yung soza

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