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parking ticket. - hak7m faraji. lyrics

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24 on me i’m up like kobe
i lost my conscience
i’m dripped no salsa
reptile you sobe

too cold no turkey
oj i’m juiced and
my dawgs been widdit
my n*ggas been widdit
my girl been widdit
these fakes so sh*tty

that b*tch dont miss her
man f*ck this nation
man f*ck these n*ggas

stand off no litty
head soft you chicken
no project baby
that crunk juice baby

i made you famous
you sound like *n*s
my sh*t authentic
theres a riot outside
i became dis city
imma peachtree woadie
granny toe tag on me
i’m da southside oni

first spottie now ottie
wrist still got soda
i made my quota
issa mental disorder

i can see you forging
you k!llin us so slowly
dont drink they water

dont f*ck that n*gga
he a lamе ass n*gga
prolly get a couple dollars off yo paycheck n*gga
that’s a scratch off n*gga

got no causе n*gga
prolly never shot a bird at the congress n*gga
i was raised around hittahs
man they k!llin my color
but it’s really my skin

tellin me i can’t win
with da government kin
what they mad for now
cause they k!lled that kid
or they raped that girl
or they beat that man
so we thugs i guess
when we thug you pressed
and they bring out the press

put they ass on blast
put a vest on yo chest
cause they coming i guess
it’s a war on the less

can’t afford nun less
theres a bullet in his chest
and scarred young man
i ain’t never been same

but the money heal pain
what’s the most i can say
what’s the most i can pfft

none of these n*ggas never seen they homie on the ground
for a ticket they ain’t pay u uh
none of these n*ggas ever ran
from the law in they jordan’s and scared of scuffs on uh uh

boy yo jewelry fake as a b*tch i can tell ion even gotta put light on em mhm
you was talking hard for the homies now you silent as a rat weon een wanna gut em
block hot as h*ll sh*t like minnesota
n*ggas wanna plug tell em can i take yo order
all these b*tch boys too p*ssy for my presence
f*ck the police imma toot a mac 11

fire on the streets who the f*ck needa reverend
i’d rather die than have a fat n*gga k!ll me
boi you toe tag cause it make you feel better
boi you toe tagged cause he made you feel bitter

too guapanese ion understand english
money ain’t sh*t nowadays n*gga say less
i know these crackas want me to say less
if the deputy gettin sprayed then its oh well

living in h*ll can i muhfuhkin f*ckin pay less
still clocking in for a place to sh*t at
p*ssy n*gga talk wayment did ya hear dat
off a f*ckin cop if he pop like a meerkat

24 on me i’m up like kobe
i lost my conscience
i’m dripped no salsa
reptile you sobe

too cold no turkey
oj i’m juiced and
my dawgs been widdit
my n*ggas been widdit
my girl been widdit
these fakes so sh*tty

that b*tch dont miss her
man f*ck this nation
man f*ck these n*ggas

stand off no litty
head soft you chicken
no project
d*mn

- hak7m faraji lyrics

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