c5ive silenke (feat. queezyy) şarkı sözleri

Talking AMG my niggas shoot fa free we pull up 223 556's yeah they rip through trees and knock off all the leaves Ain't sparing shit we caught em wit his bih we aiming at ha weave He beefing bout a bitch he one of them yeah he a tenderdick A nigga grab the switch and get ta (Fffffffffff) right off in his shit A nigga tried to spin we caught a pick and took it back fa 6 We thuggin broad day all day I know these niggas sick We was in da hallway making plays them crackas tried to blitz Back to back flip shit Back to back like we do acrobats Tit fa tat don't do tit fa tat my yg's down to wack F*ck my X know she wonder Y but I can't f*ck with Z Hoe you wild bitch play with your pussy before you play wit me Pay a fee she want jimmy dean put dick all in ha spleen Heard he woulda got away but jit had crashed out on the scene Where my beam glock got lemon squeeze it came with double d's Who is he? Turned him mystery this drac it love to scream Buss a stain I got steady aim No we are not the same You a lame bitxh im going insane jhit stay off in yo lane Boy you broke bitch Him like a ho lil bruh I already know Pour a 4 met her at the show now dick off in ha throat Really spinnin niggas know we wit it go ask around the city Shi get wicked swear I love my k's they stay off in they Pivot Super soaka we gon bend this block and smash off in a yota Slide wit toasters We gon hit his spine and push him in a stroller Grab a coaster I might wack the bih then sip on me a cola Shoot a floater when it's time to slide we ride out roller coaster Diagnose ha I done fucked em out she hate how I control ha Had to ghost ha know she feeling played She love the way I stroke ha Talking AMG my niggas shoot fa free we pull up 223 556's yeah they rip through trees and knock off all the leaves Ain't sparing shit we caught em wit his bih we aiming at ha weave He beefing bout a bitch he one of them yeah he a tenderdick A nigga grab the switch and get ta (fffffffffff) right off in his shit A nigga tried to spin we caught a pick and took it back fa 6 We thuggin broad day all day I know these niggas sick We was in da hallway making plays them crackas tried to blitz Pop out with the reaper and 7 demons I'm feeling like the man How bout you go question up yo man who telling on the stand Cook hibachi in the spot then catch a flight straight to Japan Why you claiming shit you not we got you hot you niggas fans Bro them want his head up Shhhhhhh Bitch I'm fed up In and out of hoods you niggas ducking what you scared for I wish a nigga would and I'll show him what this led fa I'm takin all the goods I feel like swiper with my leg up Ahaha Bro them got me geeking Disrespect my niggas I get to tweaking for no reason Like damn it's been a minute since I hit the booth it got me feigning And these niggas already know that I'm the truth but I'm anemic Hit the block we squeezing Suck me up she teasing Lucky duck I'm Steven If she ain't fucking nothing she leaving Had to to kick ha out she bottin everywhere I know she leaning I had to move the white from here to over there I call it creaming Talking AMG my niggas shoot fa free we pull up 223 556's yeah they rip through trees and knock off all the leaves Ain't sparing shit we caught em wit his bih we aiming at ha weave He beefing bout a bitch he one of them yeah he a tenderdick A nigga grab the switch and get ta (Fffffffffff) right off in his shit A nigga tried to spin we caught a pick and took it back fa 6 We thuggin broad day all day I know these niggas sick We was in da hallway making plays them crackas tried to blitz
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