lirik lagu kur - 911
[kur]
ngb n-gga, it’s kur the hottest n-gga up town
n0body f-kin’ with me n-gga
lets get it
i’m ’bout my business man, i’m ’bout my business man
go an’ ask lex, ya b-tch been a fan
i will spin ya sh-t just like ceiling fan
f-ck sneak dissin’ i am direct
my house look just like the projects
an’ if you bustin’ n-gga, if you bustin’ n-gga; why that mixtape ain’t drop yet?
i don’t hear these n-gga i don’t hear these n-ggas
these guys bought security with them
if i see you out i take ya jewelry n-gga, i mean ya old heads
leave yo -ss with no laughs, you hanging on by no thread
them vernon road n-ggas broke in the towers, ring the alarm; code red
let me guess y’all gone’ talk about how mom was on drugs and i sold reg
never been a b-tch you can ask tay that n-gga knew me before o was wearing'[?]
bank brothers is no threat
bryan roberts is so whack
t-dot is like a pitbull, put money on ya head and he go fetch
he used to break his neck just to speak with me
now this f-ck n-gga tryna beef with me?
its time to f-ckin bomb, its that f-ckin time
turn bank brothers to bank mothers , y’all get money from ya f-ckin moms
i got a glock 40 with extended clip, none of y’all n-ggas ain’t touchin’ mine
told y’all about several times
you county boys need to step in line
before that gold sh-t that’s around ya wrist, my homie ‘nell will turn leprechaun
me and [an?] we the hottest out and i don’t really know who next in line but
it ain’t you n-gga, this street life sh-t ain’t you n-gga
play ball and go to school n-gga, before ya tall -ss be on the news n-gga
we seen ya b-tch and came at the b-tch, then called her phone like where the nudes n-gga?
y’all sweeter than fruit n-gga
don’t talk sh-t just shoot n-gga
since you live up in the pent house
i put n-ggas on ya roof n-gga
tell cal to get off my d-ck
tell lil to get off my d-ck
you ain’t from [?] so p-ssy -ss n-gga get off my d-ck
we ain’t filthy rich, but we ain’t f-cked up
that song that you song like drake on got a couple views ok thumbs up
that’s w-ssup, now ya lucks up
the boy blove just f-cked up
me and me team had so many belts, had b-tches like where the nunchuks
if they see you out, you getting snuffed up
better take flight when they run up
like you took flight you they came around
this is more than rap i ain’t playin’ around
my mom was smoking my mom was selling
f-ck family this is 9/11
i get high as heaven
money over b-tches i ain’t tired of selling’
if you dis me in one more rap you better go to church and find a reverend
if you dis me in one more rap, you better go to church and find a reverend
go to church enon!
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