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アーティスト:21 Savage, Lil Durk, Metro Boomin  アルバム:american dream  作詞:Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Durk Banks/Leland Tyler Wayne/Jahmal Gwin/Jahshua Brown  作曲:Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Durk Banks/Leland Tyler Wayne/Jahmal Gwin/Jahshua Brown  発売年:2024 

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Baby, don't be slurpin' when my buddy get out, baby (Woah, woah) Just back up, like (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Don't be nut-holding (Woah, woah) And for you all fuck niggas (Woah, woah) Stay out the way (Woah, woah, woah) On God (Woah, woah) I'm in the Jeep with the doors off (21) She in my spot with her clothes off (21) Shot to the face, he dozed off (21) Spinned they block and we rode off (21) Oh, you wanna speak on CJ? (21) I'ma come knock your bros off (21) Run around like you steppin' on shit, fuck it, we just gon' cut his toes off (21) I don't even got no face, my face burnt Empty your pockets, you buck on a robbery, you get your face burnt (21) I'm with them youngins, they love to spin, them lil' niggas stay turnt (21) I ain't goin' back and forth with no bitch, said I'ma chase her (21, 21) Pop up out that cut (21), fuck it, drop your nuts (21) He was smokin'- okay, he got touched (21) Draw down on your man (21), boy, you better not clutch (21) Every time they shit get spinned, they blamin' us (21) Where they hood at, twin? Let's go flame it up (21) Niggas lyin' 'bout the score, they need to hang it up (21) You gon' get your Glock took tryna hang with us (21, man, what?) I grew up on the Eastside where it's dangerous (Smurk, facts) I'ma speak to my brother killer (Facts) They gettin' killed for another nigga (Facts) How you gon' ride for another nigga in a different city? Y'all homie switchin' (Gang) I can't talk, my voice bigger Whatever you think, my boys did it (Yeah, hahaha) YouTube record what niggas sayin', he said he did, I know he didn't (Yeah) I'm the man, I'll bring a million in cash around them robbers, shooters (Yeah) Wasn't a dollar missin', ask any nigga in the trenches, that's on Buddha (That's on Buddha) Opps be sayin' the police 'round when I be out outside (Cap) They lyin', just slidin' (Slide) Them baby threats gon' make them change they mind (Ayy, lil' bro) I ain't gettin' touched, the city gave up on me, I ain't give a fuck (I ain't give a fuck) I lost real members to them streets, I can't give 'em up (I can't give 'em up) Not the clothes, but them opp hoes, I got my dickie sucked (Got my dick sucked) Dede out for ninety, Boona fifty, fuck that Bentley truck (Man, what?) Goin' to court like we gon' trick on him, bro, what you did to him? (Pussy)


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