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kxng heem - ion feel em (remix) lyrics

[chorus: kxng heem]
i don’t f-ck with b-tches, i don’t feel ’em
hate a n-gga, gotta deal with him, yeah
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, i don’t feel ’em
find that sh-t and we gon’ deal with him, yeah
that way with that bullsh-t, wrong n-gga
that way with that bullsh-t, wrong n-gga, yeah
i don’t f-ck with b-tches, i don’t feel ’em
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, i don’t feel ’em

[verse 1: kxng heem]
my partner traded on me so it’s f-ck him
still wondering what the f-ck that made me trust him
f-ck these b-tches, i don’t like ’em, i don’t love ’em
petty hoes, turned nothin’ into somethin’
i just hate the fact i let this n-gga in my circle
it’s crazy how a n-gga change over a pint of purple
if we didn’t used to hang out, probably get his -ss murdered
i’ma make him catch the wave, he gon’ be a surfer
b-tch stealin’ from me man like it’s legal
that b-tch stole from me like i ain’t never feed her
why the f-ck she thought that sh-t was cool?
why the f-ck i ain’t put her on the news?

[verse 2: sherwood marty]
i cannot be f-ckin’ with these n-ggas
wanna join the gang, you better be a k!ller
want some smoke, we wet you up just like a river
sippin’ syrup, i need a kidney and a liver
my n-gga changed, i swear to god that broke my heart
i wish i knew he would’ve changed from the start
i wouldn’t have never ever ever played the part
he wouldn’t have never ever ever been my boy
we go get them p’s out of denver
old n-ggas rattin’ on us, master splinter
we put that dogfood in the blender
he was real before he told, i remember

[verse 3: jay lewis]
he got the packs, well send ’em to me, i’ma get ’em gone
oh he playin’ with a n-gga, gotta get him gone
he got no swag, he got no hoes, he smell like cheap cologne
don’t be in the streets, talkin’ reckless when he on the phone
he insecure, he beat his b-tch when that ho sing my songs
she text me paragraphs about how he can’t leave her ‘lone
i’m thinkin’ ’bout buying a porsche, that b-tch go really fast
i don’t be stuntin’ with that b-tch, i like to do the dash
i’m thuggin’ with the top dropped, got the glock c-cked
i’m thuggin’ hard, give a f-ck if the cops watch
no love for a b-tch, i ain’t wifing no lil thot thot
run up on a n-gga, get your stupid -ss pop popped, ugh

- kxng heem lyrics

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