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lirik lagu 21 lavash/borozda – denied

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[hook:]
young chris, why you hatin’ east coast?(huh.)
why these n-gg-s lookin’ like ghosts?(huh.)
why you got a 12 guy barrage?(hm.)
why you don’t need to use face card?
’cause these n-gg-s know me – i am hard
i turn that f-ckin’ c-nt into back side
i grew up in a streets – you got denied
i’m prayin’ to my c-ck and my trombone

[verse 1:]

i sit back and read like cp. in pak
21 lavash, the dog with the jack
21 lavash not boy c-p–cip
’cause i have a problems with suckin’ my d-ck
little dreek, heard these n-gg-s are rats
it’s not a problem, b-tch we are cats
i’m a real street n-gg-,b-tch
i am not one of theese n-gg-s cryin’ on stats
seventh grade i got caught with a crystal, then a use a wheels
eighth grade i finished playin’ d-ckball, ’cause i was like f-ck the field
ninth grade i was work with n-gg-s out, n-gg- like i’m from steel
faster arm on west, twenty eighteen and i’m screaming easy meal
wall tears with me, and he so thick, i don’t even need a pill
i listen to your raps, knew you was hard
you are even street for real
all others n-gg-s play like they tough
’til a n-gg- get k!lled
’til a blood get spilled, ’til tequila get spilled
i’ma at your favorite rapper, he will die like fat lil
i been with you since pivaldo, lavash i ain’t even hating
so what’s up with all that discord sh-t?
lavash i was just bitin’
y’all east n-gg-s fakin’, b-tch i hang out with my nation
pull up on you, tie your band up
i will rape you while saloed naked
come on man, lavash you know i always play your mixtape
yeah n-gg- f-ck you and ask your wife how my d-ck tastes

[hook:]
young chris, why you hatin’ east coast?(huh.)
why these n-gg-s lookin’ like ghosts?(huh.)
why you got a 12 guy barrage?(hm.)
why you don’t need to use face card?
’cause these n-gg-s know me – i am hard
i turn that f-ckin’ c-nt into back side
i grew up in a streets – you got denied
i’m prayin’ to my c-ck and my trombone

[verse 2:]

so much tracks that no enough sp-ce
they say flow k!lls, n-gg- my flow sells
nxlzi in a kitchen, about cat he says
millions in sh-lls, millions in our cells
n-gg- ocean, i can not walkin’, broken
weed smokin’, bear showin’, broken
n-gg-s shootin’ like tankist, with a greyhound
little do they know that one will be in underground

[hook:]
young chris, why you hatin’ east coast?(huh.)
why these n-gg-s lookin’ like ghosts?(huh.)
why you got a 12 guy barrage?(hm.)
why you don’t need to use face card?
’cause these n-gg-s know me – i am hard
i turn that f-ckin’ c-nt into back side
i grew up in a streets – you got denied
i grew up in a streets – you got denied

[outro:]
so much tracks that no enough sp-ce
they say flow k!lls, n-gg- my flow sells
nxlzi in a kitchen, about cat he says
millions in sh-lls, millions in our cells