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lirik lagu ttgm nas - untitledjan102025305am.m4a

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[intro: unknown artist 1]
aye, i mean everything i’m finna say in this song
if you get offended [?], on bro (bar2cold)
(ah, yea, yea, yea, yea)
take it to heart, f~ck n~gga
come k!ll me, ya ya ya ya ya ya (brr, brr, brr, brr)

[verse 1: unknown artist 1]
all white chevy when we creep
b~tch you know it’s me n’ ‘maru
when we spin, hop out on feet
he can’t run from this gold box that’s on the back, g23 (brr, brr, brr, brr)
lil nas hit me, he got a two man, said i gotta take one for the team
i had to tell my dog no
we been run it up so fast, i’m playin’ with the whole sh~t on the floor
i tap that switch on grimey gang
still f~ck kamuari, cause he a hoe
got sticky fingers, you wanna steal?
i tried to hеlp cause you was broke
outside with my glock, i’m thuggin’
tеll them n~ggas i want smoke
(if it ain’t bout a beat, show your reciept)
’cause i just started cookin’
lil j mad about a b~tch that my dog f~ck, he mad bout pookin’
he like to flex with that new gen
just like he land, that sh~t get tooken
i caught a deebo on a friday, i had to spank the bully
[verse 2: unknown artist 2]
already know that i’m spanking them bullies
big sean comin’ through with the fully
i’m in love with the blues, and i’mma take your head off n~gga
these n~ggas know i ain’t no rookie (i ain’t no rookie)
big sean been runnin’ our pay
we ain’t lookin’ back, n~gga
we ain’t ever went broke again
i been runnin’ this sh~t up too much
n~gga, bought two more months, i took the ten
i’m in love with the sh~t, love takin’ n~ggas b~tch
and you know i got two or three hoes [?]
tryna run when i shoot, hit the floor again
i’m in love with the big blue benjamins
i ain’t ever gon’ stop let’s get it in
n~ggas know i’m k!llin’ sh~t for my friends
[?] hit this b~tch, [?] stop a van (stop a van)

[verse 3: ttgm nas]
wanna beef?
you get hit all with this fan
n~gga swear he wanted beef
but when he seen me, he had ran
f~ck lil red, i swear to god we [?]
i tap his head
for jermaine, i got some sh~t
but i swear to god, ain’t goin’ fed
ain’t goin’ fed, and lil [?] you made your motherf~ckin’ bed
yeah them n~ggas broke as f~ck, i swear to god ain’t got no bread
i can’t beef with you b~tch n~ggas, lil bro slow up in the head
i’m tappin’ domes
n~gga run up on lil nas, i bet his ass won’t make it home
but karbon, you a f~ckin’ b~tch
just stay up out the mix
n~ggas actin’ like some hoes, they way they be all on my d~ck
totin’ on the glock
it’s a semi, but this b~tch’ll hit
heard he speakin’ on the gang
we had came through, hit them bricks
[verse 4: unknown artist 4]
bullets hit hard like a brick
that sh~t had knocked him off his feet
your pocket full of lint, you mad because my pockets filled with cheese
g19 with switch
you run up on me, boy i will not swing
now you dead up in the streets because you thought this sh~t was sweet
lil nas’ll hop out, chase you down
yeah, and i ain’t gotta pay no fee
and come and shop with us
yeah, we got what you want and what you need (what you need)
smokin’ reds out in the city
we did some sh~t you haven’t seen
this some sh~t you couldn’t get
broke as f~ck all on my phone
lil bruh, get off my f~ckin’ d~ck
makin’ bread up in the city while yo’ ass is at the crib
your hoe said she wanna f~ck me
it is just what it is


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