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yv savage - 2 sticks on me كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(ayy, southside on the track, yeah!)
grrah, grrah!
yv savage in this b_tch, you know what the f_ck goin’ on
bow! bow!
boom!

[chorus]
yeah, n_ggas don’t give a f_ck who you is (nah)
they still gon’ smoke yo ass—leave yo body where it is (boom! boom!)
b_tch blowin’ up my line, told that ho to dip (skrrt!)
ice round my neck, big glock on my hip (bling! bow!)
two sticks on me—b_tch, i’m fully equipped (grrah!)
we spinning and spinning, that whip finna flip (skrrt! grrah!)
caught that boy lackin’, he cried like a b_tch (p_ssy!)
slid on his block, left his brains in the ditch (boom! boom! boom!)

[verse 1]
f_ck all that talkin’, we slide when it’s dark (skrrt!)
draco got titties, i air out the park (grrah!)
n_gga got hit and got left in the yard (boom!)
now his momma cryin’, that sh_t leave a scar (ha_ha!)
you tryna tweet, i’m tryna creep (what?)
i catch a opp, he goin’ to sleep (sleep!)
ain’t no peace, it’s war in these streets (bow!)
we shoot up his hood, then double back deep (boom! boom!)
pop me a xanny, i’m off of that sh_t (zooted!)
got demons inside, i been losin’ my grip (facts!)
don’t trust no b_tch, they lie and they flip (h_ll nah)
i f_ck then i dip, i’m back with my stick (skrrt!)
[chorus]
yeah, n_ggas don’t give a f_ck who you is (nah)
they still gon’ smoke yo ass—leave yo body where it is (boom! boom!)
b_tch blowin’ up my line, told that ho to dip (skrrt!)
ice round my neck, big glock on my hip (bling! bow!)
two sticks on me—b_tch, i’m fully equipped (grrah!)
we spinning and spinning, that whip finna flip (skrrt! grrah!)
caught that boy lackin’, he cried like a b_tch (p_ssy!)
slid on his block, left his brains in the ditch (boom! boom! boom!)

[verse 2]
run up a bag, then i go ghost (gone!)
still in the trap with a stick in my coat (facts!)
n_ggas be talkin’ but really be broke (lame!)
we light up his block like fourth of july smoke (grrah!)
these b_tches be messy, they act like they tough (tough?)
call up the gang, we gon’ call out that bluff (boom!)
he said he outside, we pull up in trucks (slide!)
ar in the back, and that switch finna bust (grrah_grrah!)
this ain’t no game, this real_ass pain
i seen too much to be playin’ with lames
r.i.p. bro, i’m still sayin’ your name
but these n_ggas gon’ die if they speak on your chain (bow!)

[chorus – final]
yeah, n_ggas don’t give a f_ck who you is (nah)
they still gon’ smoke yo ass—leave yo body where it is (boom! boom!)
b_tch blowin’ up my line, told that ho to dip (skrrt!)
ice round my neck, big glock on my hip (bling! bow!)
two sticks on me—b_tch, i’m fully equipped (grrah!)
we spinning and spinning, that whip finna flip (skrrt! grrah!)
caught that boy lackin’, he cried like a b_tch (p_ssy!)
slid on his block, left his brains in the ditch (boom! boom! boom!)
[outro]
grrah!
yv savage, b_tch
free all the real ones
f_ck the opps, f_ck 12
808 mafia
we gone… bow!

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