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lirik lagu make em madder – preddy boy p, wop dell & just bang

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[intro: preddy boy p]
it’s preddy
what i say?
(a*ayo, that’s that n*gga justin over there)
(funk or die)

[chorus: preddy boy p]
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had her (what i say?)
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had hеr (it’s preddy)
[verse 1: just bang]
ayy, look, breakin’ windows, bimpin’, i was up a dub
now it’s fod and it’s a hundred plus
ayy, it’s fifty in thе air, we f*ckin’ up the club
i done came a long way from postin’ in the dub
this thirty, i’m gon’ pop
this eighty in diamonds, they gon’ jock
can’t look at my carti’, it’s all rocks
it’s wock’ in my soda, it’s straight drop
you speak on my n*ggas, i’m gon’ ride
you mention my granny, you gon’ die
give me a beanie, give me a rental, give me a glock, and i’m gon’ slide
ayy, me and my n*ggas, we turnt up
don’t clutch on my n*ggas, they gon’ bust
i pulled up to kim’s, i took this sh*t back, and now i’m with philthy, it’s all bucks
she uber or lyft to come f*ck
she suck and you kiss it, you dumb f*ck
it’s five foreigns in front of the mansion, i ain’t hoppin’ off no bus (it’s bang, n*gga)

[chorus: preddy boy p]
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had her (what i say?)
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had her (it’s preddy)
[verse 2: preddy boy p]
if a n*gga on that ho sh*t, cut his water off (cut his water off)
i’m the type of n*gga to watch you drop your daughter off (i’m the type of n*gga)
i used to be on saxwell gettin’ an order off (north side)
i remember the first time a n*gga gettin’ a quarter off (what i say?)
a n*gga beat my n*gga out of 10k (out of ten bands)
i sent the word and had that n*gga gone in ten days
n*ggas be scammin’ n*ggas, thinkin’ that this sh*t a game
better check a n*gga’s circle ‘fore you n*ggas play (check my pedigree)
your b*tch got my number on redial (it’s on redial)
when it come to a n*gga, that b*tch be acting senile (she playing stupid)
i had her first, but that n*gga, he in denial (had that b*tch first)
just got a text, she want the d now (it’s preddy)

[chorus: preddy boy p]
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had her (what i say?)
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had her (it’s preddy)

[verse 3: wop dell]
d*mn, wop dell be the motherf*ckin’ man
keep a glock ’cause the ghost gon’ jam
bro talking crazy, i’ll smoke my mans
couple tapes on the way, i know i owe my fans
i done sent all these ‘bows, yeah, i sold my grams
and they said i wouldn’t make it, b*tch, i know i am
and she died before the money, b*tch, i owe my granny
bro switched states, now i’m on his family
four of wock’, sh*t taste like candy
keep a glock, it come in handy
i’m f*ckin’ twins, moesha, brandy
popped his leg, he move like bambi
she suckin’ d*ck, her knees is ashy
took his b*tch, don’t need no fashion
won’t shoot the glock, he need to pass it
f*ck with me, then sh*t get tragic
glocks and chops, see me, no lackin’
speakin’ facts, i ain’t just rappin’
i brought a crowd, they get to clappin’
he got some chains, they get to sn*tchin’
make ’em vanish just like magic
changing clothes, in different fabrics
i love my life, i’m really havin’, n*gga
[chorus: preddy boy p]
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had her (what i say?)
if them n*ggas mad, make them n*ggas madder (make them n*ggas madder)
i pull out what’s tucked in my pants, i bet you n*ggas scatter (i bet you n*ggas scatter)
if i catch a b*tch slip, you know that i’ma grab her (if i catch a b*tch)
he in love with the b*tch when i already had her (it’s preddy)

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