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zelly ocho - prayed for this كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(a_a_ae)
yeah, i came out them streets, yeah, i came out them streets
(a_a_aevy music)

[chorus]
i came out them streets, and a n_gga done hustlin’
i came out them streets, n_gga, [?]
oh
yeah, i pray to the drugs, n_gga, i got it out in the streets
yeah, i got out of my bed, n_gga, my shoes just got some crease
always keep my money on me
couldn’t even trust my momma the way i was countin’ that m_th_f_ckin’ cheese
(cheez_its, cheez_its, uh, vlease)
i came out the bottom, i told that b_tch to get on her knees
i came out the m_th_f_ckin’ bottom, b_tch, please
they was always hatin’ on the v. l. a .d
all these n_ggas still hatе v. l. a .d
but they b_tch probably sucked the gang up for thе free

[verse 1]
i was in the mothaf_ckin’ stu, my brother was served
i got some money on my mind so i started swervin’
i got that b_tch on my d_ck and it’s making me nervous
her boyfriend a mothaf_ckin’ opp
i hope boy don’t try ’cause you know we purging
v. l. a .d, i put my d_ck in that b_tch, she deserve it
i’m just sippin’ on lean today, i don’t even wanna take no perky’s
i’m itchin’ when i’m around that hate and n_gga, i think i’m allergic (i’m itchin’, frrt)
they put a b_tton on that b_tch shootin’ so you gotta curve it
yeah, i look at her mothaf_ckin’ p_ssy, it look like kirby
[verse 2]
i’m back on them drugs, n_gga
baby, watch out, that pack got syrup in it
she let me f_ck, but i’m not the third, n_gga
she let me f_ck, i’m the first, n_gga
a n_gga’s a hip in the ‘burb sellin’
i got a carpet, a bird in it
the car don’t land, but a bird in it
my b_tch so bad, i curse b_tches
his beat too fire, put a verse in it

i know a lot of n_ggas that be lying to talk
how ’bout the free car, n_gga, i’m spinning and sh_t, and i don’t give a f_ck who you is (see ya)
i’m geekin’, i sound like yoda
when i be talking, i get me slurring my words
i put that d_ck in the motor
i dropped d_ck in that b_tch, she drive on the curb (skrr)
opp n_gga try and get noticed
he’ll get put on the ground with them rip words
plugs tryna tax me
i’ma cross his ass like you got served
like, “zelly, what’s my purpose?”
i gotta cross that n_gga, can’t wait my turn
these n_ggas took my words
like these n_ggas took my slurs
and i leave a n_gga on the curve
on the curve
[bridge]
i ain’t f_ckin’ vappin’ when i say that b_tch give me verse
i’m ’bout to hop in that bag and i’m ’bout to hop in it first
i gotta get me some money so i’m ’bout to sell me a verse like crack
pills in the trap right now, i sell me a bag, they give me a bird
like bro wanna get on my hat right now, like f_ck the stu’ and f_ck the verse
like you know the rule, you hop in the motherf_ckin’ streets, get f_cked, can’t say a word

[chorus]
yeah, i pray to the drugs, n_gga, i got it out in the streets
yeah, i got out of my bed, n_gga, my shoes just got some creases
always keep my money on me
couldn’t even trust my momma the way i was countin’ that motherf_ckin’ cheese
i came out the bottom, i told that b_tch to get on her knees
i came out the motherf_ckin’ bottom, b_tch please
they was always hating on the v. l. a .d
all these n_ggas still hate v. l. a .d
but they b_tch probably sucked the gang up for the free

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