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Lời bài hát: Rap Niggas

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Rap Niggas, Trap Niggas, I'm Jack Niggas Even when my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches And still *** the toolie and clap, niggas Rap Niggas, Trap Niggas, I'm Jack Niggas Even when my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches And still *** the toolie and clap, niggas I said, niggas better stick to that G-code Cause I'll let it go, niggas, he know and he knows Asked about the kid, they know me, bro Ain't no mystery, enough work out I'm puttin' on these rolls I have him in the A&E, missin' his cheekbones Respirator systems, hearin' him beat toes Neck will twist up, straight on his scene, yo Gunshots left his chest with some peep holes Oh, fresh off the tour Still *** the toolie and clap, niggas Still ridin' the hood and the trappin' *** I'm still in the madnesses Still runnin' ends, linkin' ratchet chicks When he go and learn, *** the trappin' *** They take him out the hood, still attached to it Shout out all the real ones, *** these plastic pricks They ain't never done ***, just imagined it Trap niggas, some jack niggas Either way, my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches I still *** the toolie and clap, niggas Trap niggas, some jack niggas Either way, my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches I still *** the toolie and clap, niggas Spin barrels and spin keys I keep a couple little niggas round me, I'll ring them And if they ever catch you at the lights Make them run up to your car And start sprayin' up your whip like Romanian gypsies Niggas don't want any smoke, no they don't Coke came fresh off the boat And I've always got green mixed up in my gold Got a handful of fifty pound notes that I can't even fold And all I need is money and guns I hardly ever cause trouble I just handle any trouble that comes Give a nigga every bullet that I got in my gun Everything a nigga ever do is properly done But, I be cookin' up crack And I don't ever tell lies on a track That's a matter of fact Send my work in a cab to go pick up my packs I'm just a real trap nigga that raps, huh Trap niggas, some jack niggas Either way, my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches I still *** the toolie and clap, niggas Trap niggas, some jack niggas Either way, my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches I still *** the toolie and clap, niggas I said, first things first, I ain't really a rap nigga You know where a nigga been at, nigga, but I'm back, nigga Still that nigga, sixteen in the strap, nigga I drive the Mack, make it clap quicker Ayy, don't make me slide on you Ayy, I pull a quick homicide on you And these niggas try to shine on booze, ***, but, uh Yeah, like I ain't cattin' to jack suckin' I got a pack comin', nut and lung get the trap jumpin' You mother***ers know the life I'm married to the streets, nigga, that's my only wife And ain't nuttin' in the pot, but some O's are white Brown skin, tick-tick, you should know my type You don't wanna *** who, it's alright, just blow the pipe Call me gangster for real, money over every bitch, that's the way I feel, gangsta Rock niggas, some trap niggas, some jack niggas Either way, my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches I still *** the toolie and clap, niggas Rock niggas, some trap niggas, some jack niggas Either way, my niggas, they stack figures Rock mad linen, *** mad bitches I still *** the toolie and clap, niggas

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