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z (of firing squad) – fuk life كلمات اغاني

[intro: z]
i’on be on these tracks talking like this
i mean if you see me you see me
holler at me
aye

[chorus: z]
i’m like f_ck like, we’re on rough s_x
but i bounce out when my plug text
face column but i’m not balling
i told gollum i’m up next
f_ck y’all i’mma go raw
i done told god, it’s no late text
beat it down, i’mma be around
and if you talk back then yo face next

[verse 1: z]
dip through the hood with the brainsick rapping
the half_ass rap they don’t want that flack
see me in their trynna give me raps that wrath
anybody in my town wanna cap off that?
so who the f_ck want it you little silly f_ggots?
we gon’ show up, there ain’t no death thrеats (c’mon)
it’s brainsick, you wanna test flesh
we taking fadеd routes into the death bed
[bridge: z]
only got time for the gold sh_t
so on my mind like i’m golden
real sh_t
know my time, better roll then k!ll sh_t
hope my fam can hopefully feel it
k!lling motherf_ckers up on any platform
when the mini mac_form
if you looking for the real sh_t (c’mon)
z rap for the brainsick b_tch
firingsquad
anybody else can get f_cked fam

[verse 2: z]
man z just trynna live homie, f_ck your life
i got kids and a b_tch and a f_cking life (yeah)
i put food in the fridge when i touch a mic
so if you act like a b_tch i gotta f_ck your wife (f_ck your b_tch)
fire got hotter so i upped the price
give me five of the light and i upped your likes
not on facebook you stupid f_ck, i’m talking f_cking life

[bridge: z]
i roll the streets with my faithful for that
me and my banger trynna make this money (gimme that cash)
so if you funking baby pray for this dummy (pray for ’em)
now spray for the money
spray spray for the money
[verse 3: z]
i got sh_t to lose like my stomach hurt
so if it come down to it i put guns to work
p_block rep, leg comforter
and i got phased to the days that the gun don’t work
check me, here’s your dingo berzerk
but i never back down from the show to swerve
motherf_ckers talking like they murdering the words or should i’ve brought us in the squirters put the two into the burbs
what the f_ck!
i’ve been a scrooge mcduck
cause that’s on my life i got a ruger tucked (here we go)
motherf_ckers wanna be brainsick in the streets, but i’d rather make cheese than go and f_ck you up (yeah)
i’m a business man
you’re in the game for what?
cause the sh_t cool now so you’re talking tough (haha)
i put a palm on your face you little sissy f_cks
and drop my nuts in my pants like a b_tches b_tt (uh)

[outro: z]
whoever want it man
anybody got a problem with firingsquad
z
brainsick muzik
holler at me
we ain’t out here playing f_cking games homie
motherf_ckers grew up on this sh_t
page baby
i’mma track you on the streets, what you gon’ do?
little man got hands
hahahahaha
mu’f_ckers gon’ catch me if they talking man
promoters
parties
these hating motherf_ckers in jail
talk on the fam and catch fades

- z of firing squad

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