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lirik lagu synergy (int) – kickback

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[intro: young jknife]
nytro, turn it up!
three, gang, camp

[verse 1: young jknife]
hey, hey, hey!
i used to sleep in the closet, but now spend on drip what you pay for apartments (cash)
they call me “3” and i shoot from a distance, b~tch i’m tryna’ ball but my name isn’t harden (rrah)
i spent a band on this muh’f~cking carbine (carbine)
i hop on this b~tch and they say i’m the hardest
i tote a chop, and this b~tch got a stutter, i swear to god sometimes i think it’s retarted (dun~dun~dun~dun)
i don’t play ball, but i just want a ring and my youngins tote sticks, b~tch we came from the field
walked in that party, i took off my mask ‘cause i can’t let ‘em know that we fresh of a drill
i don’t got to pay ‘em, they feinin’ to k!ll (to k!ll)
i don’t build sh~t but i stay with my steel (my steel)
f~ck a ‘vette, i want a redeye
won’t speak on no case, i know that it’s fed time (yuh)
‘member them days i was down on my d~ck, and i didn’t have sh~t but i fed mine (yuh)
lil’ n~gga dissin’ he dead now (yeah)
hit from the cops, and that b~tch didn’t redline (vroom)
how the f~ck 3 get away in a camry?
one day i’m gon’ whip a phantom like danny
switched and cl!cked up with them b~tches, he tranny (b~tch)
glock with extension that b~tch come in handy (bow)
f~ck what they talking, i know they can’t stand me
f~cked the opp b~tch, and made her eat a plan b
fine lightskin, bad b~tch named brandy (bad)
slurp up the d~ck, and then eat it like candy (woah)
why they ain’t tell you that 3 was the goat? (why)
why they ain’t tell you them youngins on go? (why)
f~ck fearin’ death, i’ll go out like a martyr, my young n~ggas down for to even the score
who the f~ck slippin? (who)
them young n~ggas post on the block with extensions (max)
i stay wit a fifty, can’t blank on no mission (i can’t)
f~ck what they said, they just typin’ and b~tchin’ (typin’ and b~tchin’)
[verse 2: ssolumm]
she suck it so sloppy, her mouth started drippin’
i’m just tryna’ ball like im scottie m. pippen i’m pimpin’, i play with the p~ssy like it was a kitten
this choppa gon’ cook you up, we in the kitchen
quit wasting my time before i catch you slippin’
d~mn, i caught him slippin’ now we need a wet sign
hang with gorillas all over the west side
talkin’ my sh~t, lil’ boy you’ll get ‘em next time
he tryna flex his ice, boy come and check mine
the f~ck you got on? boy i got a surprise
if you ain’t gon respect my thirty round clip with a beam on this tec~9
my b~tch bad, speak a little bit of spanish
gotta’ run up all my bands, making lettuce like a sandwich
rollin’ round the city with the crew, i’m a bandit
turn this b~tch up, choppa spin like it’s a planet
hey now, count to three, that’s 1~2~3 (counted)
choppa sing, you better than me? (i doubt it)
time is up, so take your happy ass back to the trash where you motherf~ckin’ found it

[verse 3: jtl jaido]
if he with the sh~t, we push his sh~t back (yeah, yeah)
said he want beef, this choppa got a lil’ kickback (hmm)
bad lil’ b~tch we at a kickback
heard he was complaining, ‘cause he could not get his b~tch back (hmm, ouu)
f~ckin’ that b~tch, i pull her wig back
take her to mcdonald’s and go and get her a big mac (hey, yeah)
if she suck it better, take her to chick~fil~a
f~ck and forget, told her to have a great day
like who you is? (who)
what’s yo’ name? (who)
what’s yo’ sign? (who)
oh i’m the same (huh)
ain’t no arcade, ain’t no games
hey wait, hold up, that’s what’s her name (hey, yeah)
she suck it so sloppy, she prim an’ she proper
she got a nice body an’ she call me “papi” (woo)
she ride, kawasaki
she sip me like sake
she say that i’m c~cky, i might be a little (woo)
my girl a dime, yeah i swear she so fine
you might think yours a dime, but she more like a nickel (yeah)
she hit my line, i ignore everytime
but tonight i might not, ‘cause she sent “purple pickle” (woo)
yeah, hey, i used to struggle to make every dollar
i’m tryna’ make a new range from impala
she buss it down like her name thotiana (d~mn)
got some blue faces, now she wanna f~ck
but i cannot f~ck with her ‘cause she got some miles
said i’m a dog, i came straight from the pound
ain’t talkin tracks when i’m layin’ it down
she ain’t like me, i’m her favorite now
livin’ my life just one day at a time (time)
i just sit back and i savor it now (yeah)
they said i’m star, so you know i’m gon’ shine


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