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lirik lagu denzel curry, king von & denzel curry - still sked

[intro: denzel curry & king von]
d~mn, n~gga
von (he’s heating up)
von (go grizz)
d~mn, n~gga
von
d~mn, n~gga
von
aye, aye, aye, aye (d~mn, n~gga)

[verse 1: denzel curry]

i don’t trust n0body, because some want me to suffer (suffer)
even jesus called a n~gga out on his last supper (judas)
tell it like it is ’cause i don’t st~st~st~stutter (stutter)
all these jamaican shottas tell your crew, “go suck your mudder” (baow)
what could you do? huh, try me, they put you in suits, huh, huh
you is a fluke, huh, i play your b~tch like a flute, huh, huh
with all the sh~t that i seen, this world is so sick, it’s a flu, huh, huh
treatin’ my people like animals, b~tch, i grew up in a zoo, huh, huh
monkey fist, mixed with bruce lee kicks, you get your kufi split (hyyyyah)
sleep on this, i gotta ask bill cosby if he roofiеd this (uh)
this is ludicrous, i’ll be lit forever ’til i say i’m f~ckin’ through with this
sn~tch thе power from you, ’cause you don’t know what to do with it

[chorus 1: denzel curry]
and i said what i said (b~tch)
b~tch, you scared, b~tch, you scared
and i said what i said, b~tch, you scared, b~tch, you scared (scary)
i don’t go to sleep without a glock by my bed (doot~doot~doot)
i don’t say no names ’cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)
i’m about my family, god, business, and my bread (dome)
and i said what i said, b~tch, you scared, b~tch, you scared (scared)
i don’t go to sleep without a glock by my bed (brrt)
i don’t say no names ’cause them boys might be the feds (feds)
i’m about my family, god, business, and my bread (b~tch)

[chorus 2: king von]

this ain’t og, this sh~t smokin’
this sh~t thrax for real (this that thrax for real)
this that sh~t that have you chokin’
and got tooka k!lled (it got tooka k!lled)
n~ggas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
and my b~tch got ass shots
but i promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah)

n~ggas ain’t gon’ shoot for real
they ain’t gon’ shoot for real (they ain’t gon’ shoot)
call up muwop, he grab his glock and he gon’ shoot to k!ll (rah, rah)
i done hit his stains for real, uh
n~ggas ain’t gang for real, uh
n~ggas go to jail and tell
i done sent hits from my cell, d~mn
bad b~tch posted my bail, uh
scream, f~k 12 (12)
all these bales, came from the cartel (the cartel)
they say i got mail, d~mn (i got mail, yeah)
who got nailed? (who got nailed, huh?)
that boy a trophy, i’ma put him on a shelf (boom, boom, boom)

[verse 3: lil durk]

i ain’t gon’ lie, that sh~t major, my hoes carry tasers (yeah)
when it comes to this lil’ paper, my sh~t come in pages (for sure)
when i had to slow down on them drugs
i had to go through phases (for sure)
even though we fightin’ all them cases, keep them guns on stages (yeah)
booka gave me x pills, told me chase it but i cannot take it
why these n~ggas actin’ like they real when n~ggas know they fake it
i can’t take it
hit a b~tch, just hoe his ass
bro slide with a covid mask
last opp, he overgassed (facts), smoke him
godd~mn, he got backdoored
goose, goose, he overgassed (dope)
loose screws, i’ll buy they ass poles (gang)
fool, fool, them chains for the low (low)
goof dude, he a stain, he don’t know (b~tch)
this .22 smoke (dawg)
doo, doo, that deuce~deuce blow (go)
boo~hoo, why you cryin’? you a hoe (b~tch)
f~cked you, now he mad, he ain’t know
[verse 4: kenny mason]

power ranger glock, bullets came in different colors (brrt)
b~tch, the crib i’m in got more sticks than acupuncture
ain’t on safety, press to coverage, who in the f~ck he think he pressin’?
tryna convince the press you tough’ll get you p~ssies pressed in public (free)
give me the loot, shoot, bullets at enemy troops
i got more arms than a centipede, but he still’ll get beat like he sendin’ me loops
sh~tted on any attempt to keep ken in the kennel, the criminals finna get loose
n~ggas is cinnamon, sit him in food
lord, if he play, i send him to yous, split up in two (boo)
f~ck a truce, we was tuckin’ tools, headed to sunday school
b~tch, i go where the funds come in twos, no, and it’s not with you
hundred racks on your noggin if i’m online and notice your comments rude (uh)
tryna act like you’re scared, n~gga, you said what you said

[chorus 3: denzel curry & project pat]

and i said what i said, b~tch, you scared, b~tch, you scared (scary)
i don’t go to sleep without a glock by my bed (doot~doot~doot)
i don’t say no names ’cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)
i’m about my family, god, business, and my bread (dome)
man i said what i said, b~tch, you scared, b~tch, you scared (scared)
i don’t go to sleep without a glock by my bed (brrt)
i don’t say no names ’cause them boys might be the feds (feds)
i’m about my family, god, business, and my bread (pataa ew!)

[verse 5: project pat]

in the streets, you can catch a hollow ’bout that crooked doll~oh
or end up with a hunnid plus, never see tomorrow
hard pill to swallow, she look good, shaped like a bottle
she’s your partner, you locked up, he free, and they full throttle
patta??, i done seen it all in them fed walls
facin’ all that time, i have ’em scared, tellin’ on they dog (ew)
ballin’ in indiana, somethin’ like a pacer
catch me in some louis boots, louis on my face~ah
diamonds on my t~~th~ah, the game’s got sweeter
that steak done replaced goose liver, it’s time to eat, ah
i said what i said, and you haven’t what you said
i just counted 200k, and i ain’t goin’ fed (ew!)

[chorus 4: denzel curry]

and i said what i said, b~tch, you scared, b~tch, you scared (scary)
i don’t go to sleep without a glock by my bed (doot~doot~doot)
i don’t say no names ’cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)
i’m about my family, god, business, and my bread (dome)
and i said what i said, b~tch, you scared, b~tch, you scared (scared)
i don’t go to sleep without a glock by my bed (brrt)
i don’t say no names ’cause them boys might be the feds (feds)
i’m about my family, god, business, and my bread (b~tch)

[outro: gangsta blac]

keep on talkin’ sh~t, i swear, i jack~, jack you for you (do it)
keep on talkin’ sh~t, i swear, i jack~ (do it)
keep on, keep on talkin’ sh~t, i swear, i jack~, jack you for you (do it)
keep on talkin’ sh~t, i swear, i jack~, jack you for you
keep on talkin’ sh~t, i swear, i jack~, jack you for you
keep on talkin’ sh~t, i swear, i jack~, jack you for you

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