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prøtøkâp - w.t.w. lyrics

[intro]
novaa (uh)
slide, slide, slide
(come here)
(blrrd)
(slide, slide, slide)

novaa what’s the word?
we leave his sh+t all on the curb (uh, curb)
b+tch we 4 deep ‘n’ dat car, i pass the glock we ‘n’ da burbs (in the burbs)
pull up to that n+gga crib, up the glock (grahh), you better swerve (grahh, grahh, grahh)
that b+tch was cappin’ ‘n’ his rap, not speakin’ facts he got the nerve (okay, okay)

b+tch i’m feinin’ for a body, got the devil ‘n’ my ear (in my ear)
b+tch i’m thug, i’m movin’ slimey, if you try me hit up dir (if you try)
my b+tch so bad i love her body, drunk im sloppy, gah come here
b+tch you keep dissin’, take yo’ bandz & make yo’ b+tchass disappеar

i go by kap! (what?), i could drop a rack, li b+tch i’ll get you bought
b+tch you gon’ drop a diss, think no retaliation, what you thought (okay)
b+tch tell mе what’s the cost, just like randy moss, we get em’ caught (okay, say+what?)
b+tch you would think my n+ggas kreepers ‘n’ da bushes (yea), where we stalk

b+tch where yo’ gun at? (what?, novaa)
riding ‘n’ da car (what?), wit’ my demons & we 4 deep (novaa)
i seen you at the school, put you on the wall (wall), b+tch i lifted you off yo’ feet! (feet)
you say you gangsta, but yo’ gun is pink (yo’ gun is pink)
b+tch f+ck subliminal, n+gga what you think (what you think)
she bad b+tch, but i ain’t gone link (uh+huh)
had to kick the hoe out cause her p+ssy stink holon+ (okay)
choppa bang it think i’m keef
tlc li b+tch we kreep (we kreep)
it’s 4am i’m on that block wit’ k!llers they be rollin’ deep (rollin’ deep)
dissin’ put his soul to sleep (graah)
miss em’ we go back repeat (fah, fah)
they can’t go rack for rack wit’ me
li bro gone shoot dat mac for me (fah, fah, fah)

(grahh) b+tch we spin his block if he over east
yea i never lack i got that pole wit’ me (i got dat’ pole)
f+ck wit’ me end up deceased, get hit ‘n’ yo t++th
you talk all that sh+t but you don’t wanna beef (you don’t wanna’ beef)
b+tch you not like dat, you not ‘n’ the streets
n+gga since 8th grade i was sellin’ weed (sellin’)
like what’s the word? “do you want a g?” (want a g?)
me & kap been sliding since i was like 16

novaa what’s the word?
we leave his sh+t all on the curb
b+tch we 4 deep ‘n’ dat car (what?), i pass the glock we ‘n’ da burbs (what, what, what?)
pull up to that n+gga crib, up the glock, you better swerve (grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh)
that b+tch was cappin’ ‘n’ his rap, not speakin’ (okay) facts he got the nerve

b+tch i’m feinin’ for a body, got the devil ‘n’ my ear (ahh)
b+tch i’m thug, i’m movin’ slimey, if you try me hit up dir (if you try)
my b+tch so bad i love her body (what)
drunk im sloppy, gah come here (gah come here)
b+tch you keep dissin’, take yo’ bandz & make yo’ b+tchass disappear
i go by kap!, i could drop a rack, li b+tch i’ll get you bought (what?)
b+tch you gon’ drop a diss, think no retaliation, what you thought (what you thought b+tch)
b+tch tell me what’s the cost, just like randy moss, we get em’ caught (come here)
b+tch you would think my n+ggas kreepers ‘n’ da bushes (what?), where we stalk (blrrd)

they said its static, we gone let em have it
semi automatic (semis automatic)
they like you really put 3 racks on top his head that sh+t a patak (that sh+t a patak)
we catch a bald+headed b+tch up in this scope & let ha have it (scope & let ha have it)
nah b+tch it’s 1 up ‘n’ the head, glock ‘n’ the jeans don’t think i’m lackin’ b+tch

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