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lirik lagu 44 bars – thola

b*tches blowing up my phone them b*tches know better
(b*tch!)
n*ggas sliding all through the zone them n*ggas know better
(b*tch!)
and them gen 5 goes crazy but i like gen 4 better
(gman)
if it was friday then i would smoke you n*gga i’d blow hector
(on god!)
n*gga you a drop you ain’t no shooter you a cold stepper
(p*ssy!)
b*tch it’s banked up i bet the exotic n*gga like a snow leopard
(what?!)
i was no pressure for o hector throw your bro sweater
(boom!)
i got to slow down take time and stack my cho better
(on god!)
sliding i know they feeling we applying more pressure
(yeah)
hashtag bu4l 30 we known steppers
(thumb gang)
slide got em on the hills the n*ggas known sketchers
(ahahaha!)
you a b*tch you all in the field n*gga with no pepper
(p*ssy)
he might be crazy to you but to me he a sucker
(full blooded b*tch)
ask him about me i’m a soul sn*tcher a whip beater upper
(3o)
score just got me one b*tch i need me another
(gotem!)
you knew she was f*g you knew she was a tucker
(f*gget)
cause a flash i’m out of town and get them out they comfort
(on god!)
finesse him with the birds like e*40 we stay on her bumper
(dammnn)
you a grown man do what you want with that cheese before you hump her
(ahuhh)
and keep that b*tch away from the team before a team n*gga bump her
(3o)
murder team me and lilmoz doing scenes in the under
(rrrrraaa!)
the hardest part is cleaning up sh*lls after squeezing that thumper
(on god!)
shouldn’t told i’m on the block strategically hunting
(on n*ggas!)
them n*ggas shocked them n*ggas lums 23 be the number
(nerds!)
tell lil fame n*ggas be blowing really finna make it
(watch)
money chain around the corner just have a lil patience
(hold on!)
big rapping that’s the position have these b*tch n*ggas hating
(whole team)
i rip 20’s like they come knocking on the cl!ck you better take it
(take it!)
politicking at the round table we do skits blood
(skits!)
f*ck all the talking give me the addy if we gone get blood
(goteemm!)
whole house getting blacked out or we gone get blood ?
(let me know!)
box him in if he bake bread we gone zip bloods
hit they block make something shake just like a salt shaker
(boom!)
i be with gangsters all my gangsters looking like ball players
(3o)
she don’t know how to talk but she like to walk so she the call taker
(b*tch!)
block she a hood uber aka my all call taker
free tizle out the cage because he a pit n*gga
(pit n*gga!)
a red nose a real bully my 3o sick n*gga
(sick n*gga!)
g 24 hold twenty fo like marshawn lynch n*gga
(blahhh)
shawty slugs in this mag i got like 6 n*gga
(bbb blahh)
dice game rich work n*gga watch me do this
(back back!)
ten to 4,6,8 oh that’s a hunnid i’m running through this
(goteem!)
lil fame don’t give change he’s thumbing to sick
(whoooo)
same gang i’ll never change n*gga i’m to cl!ck
(five one)

- thola

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