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We back again y'all yea
Uh

Prepare for the bum rush soldiers
Let your guns bust only if the reason or
The meaning isn't unjust
Yo this season we

zoči-voči
Vybuchla jak dynamit

Rozmýšlam nahlas a hovorím nahlas
To nepoprie nikto kto fakt pozná Strapa
Bum - do huby napalm až
Potom sorry nechcel som
Malo

It all seems so strange
The mutes the bums
The dogs with mange, the poor,
Doesn't anybody help themselves anymore
I guess not
Barefoot pregnant women

chill
Vyšetřuješ jako fízl, ale tím pádem
Bys moh taky vyšetřit
Proč zas nemáš na nájem

Řekni, jak chutná mý méno, kámo (Řekni)
Řekni, jak chutná mý

This rookie flat foot, had his Glock out
Damn it's so wild, you wildin'
You all gung-ho, for that bum ass 25, 000
Should of got a job at Staples
Stockin'

to the bone
So chemical my stones is arsenic
The face carver sit on a throne like Arthur
Pulling strings, no archer
Leaving bums out in the cold
Without a North

Not one by one, you've got to move in two's
You could shed tears, sweat, and blood
But it's just not ever enough
Lose everything, man I sleep in rough

got power, go easy at first
Control on, how's that so far, so good
Turn on the suction pumps pumps on, stand by
It's working, it's blowing in nodules

ray come get me
What it is yo
Stackin one jackin' like black bums
But got mad money throw us a check
I love Fly-Guys languages and
Niggas who ride high

mě ty čubky nechtěly, teď všechno se změnilo
Pamatuju Zutroy, Iscream Boyz
Pamatuju Crunk Jackpot ballin bordel
Bez nás by to, co je teď, more, nikdy

Yeah, Seth Gueko, Ok
Que ce soit un bum-al ou une mixtape
Pour oim c'est normal que je kick sec
Alors dilate ton trou de balle
Et ta petite schneck

zpátky smály, pokaždý, když moje řádky hrály
Všichni by chtěli mi plány pálit, jenom se votočíš zády, závist
Dělali pány, dámy, říkali fámy záhy, chtěli mi

plan b 
Im in demand you niggas are done 
 you niggas be rapping for fun 
You ain't making no money you bums 

I've been working hard 
Im ballin out

Decide the day is over
Hang it on your shoulder
Hoping that you could notice
Okay, let's go, I was posted by my grave
Hey, bae, come lay with me, like

Kdo by to řek, že na druhej břeh
Jsem dojel a vzdychnul
Tady a teď na zem jsem si klek
A trochu přičichnul

Tak je to vůně či smrad, do uší lezou

three cheffings
By the time he came home, it would've been P-7
Hmp's the only time I'm watchin' Keith Lem
Won't see me on WhatRappersWore in all black

Carry out with the recipe (yeah)
Hollywood Hills, bitch, I live by the code
That 720, a star has arose (Let’s go)
What do you see in my face when
You look