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lirik lagu members only! – tankhead666

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[intro]
to b-ss be the glory
ooh, ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh

[verse 1: tankhead666]
members only be the clique, suck a d-ck, little b-tch
got money on my cabinet, ain’t no time for no b-tch
members only be the clique, suck a d-ck, little b-tch
members only be the clique, suck a d-ck, little b-tch
and i know you b-tches see us n-gg-s shine in this sh-t
and the reason for that, ’cause we grinding for this
members only be the clique, suck a d-ck, little b-tch
members only be the clique, suck a d-ck, little b-tch

[verse 2: ratchet roach]
members only in this b-tch, suck my d-ck, little b-tch
bouncing in this b-tch, so you know i’m on that f-ck sh-t
yeah, boss with double g’s and a new chopstick
if a n-gg- try me, i’mma bust that b-tch
ayy, hol’ up, roll-up, in a drop top
where he at? bentley lit, that’s the hot spot
i’m in this b-tch, ayo
yeah, ‘dem boys, you know we, tryna go home, playa’ (what up hoe?)

[verse 3: flyboy tarantino]
on the block, hit my jack, where ya comin’ through?
you would think i’m b.i.g the way i get the loot
both eyes wide open, they look at you
huh, she been acting messy and she think that’s cute
that ain’t gas in yo’ blunt, boy, you smokin’ boof
want a coupe? wit’ my b-tch, hangin’ out the roof
if it’s pressure, we gon’ bust, don’t play me for a fool
don’t move ’cause my goons clenchin’ on the tool
betty boop, shawty, she love how i groove
what i do, i know other n-gg-s wanna do
huh, copy cattin’ n-gg-s movin’ how i move
when my platoon walk in the room, you better keep it cool

[verse 4: cooliecut]
yuh, huh, yuh, top notch
i’mma crack the n-gg-, no crack rock, uh
five-five, uh
hit a n-gg- wit’ the .4-5-5, uh
got a n-gg- runnin’ like he hopscotch, uh
i don’t talk crazy, i’m about my, uh
choke a n-gg- out, 6-1-9
6-1-9

[verse 5: b-ss santana]
i might black
just don’t call me back, i’mma pop a flat
make ’em nap
runnin’ f-ckin laps, they like “b-ss relax”
where you at?
where i lay my head is where i lay my stacks
it’s the gang
members only took ya’ soul, no coming back

[verse 6: rawhool mane]
what you think?
pull up to the clan h-lla deep
at the crib they put you to sleep
my n-gg-s be wilin’ [?s](uh huh) ayy! (gling, gling)

[verse 7: kid trunks]
smokin’ green like yoshi
we don’t f-ck with phonies
b-tch, i feel like tony
my shoota keep that 40
i can’t never trust a hoe, the devil keep no phony
ya mama run up on me when she wanna be escorted
i hit her, hit her
she call me, “mister, mister”
just the other day she call while i was f-ckin’ on her sister
that sh-t ain’t hard, that sh-t is really simple
top down, get popped like you a pimple
i can’t lie, ratchet bleedin’ like a menstrual
input, you can’t keep up with my mental
my teeth shine, i’mma go right to the dental
she suck my, she gon’ blow it like a candle

[verse 8: craig xen]
blowin’ on me like a candle
suckin’ on me like a vacuum
members only got a million opponents but none of them look like a match
livin’ they send us a fact, triple 6 on the back of the cadillac
license plate, up and down, 9-10, ridin’ with roach on tac

[verse 9: kin$oul]
members only be the clique, suck a d-ck, lil’ b-tch
dope in the air, disappear in the mist
i don’t give a d-mn about this f-ckin’ rap sh-t
but i do like they way i sound on my ad-libs

[verse 10: sb]
members only be the motherf-cking clique (be the clique)
had to dip and left a message on her lip (on her lip)
bentley sh-t, i throw them b’s just like i’m sick
gone through relationships a tarantino hit
you think she wifey but she bench pressin’ them d-cks
master splinter, boy, the way i hold a stick
i predict me and my n-gg-s gettin’ rich
and if you posted like a stamp, you gettin’ lit

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