Lyrics:
bout biness, Keep it a HUNNIT grand
They know I fuck shit up.. cL Qaeda Fans
Gotta pay for DESE clips, my shit is on demand
Know I'm bout my checks..
gun for you gun for me (D-block)
Then we get the money like "one for you one for me"
Phantom in Al-Qaeda, heavyweight as that Biggie Mac
In Miami
my niggas and they pulling up like Al-Qaeda
Damn I mean Al-Qaeda, spray 'em like a firefighter
For fucking with the albino, feeling like Mekhi Phifer
the war in Afghanistan does not
Mean you were pro-Al Qaeda
If anybody could be called pro-Al Qaeda
With all due respect for his current
Position regarding
suicider
Fear no ruff rider, neither Al-Qaeda
Mi victory decide ah, mostly land slide ah
Mi wild than a tiger (haha)
From dem diss badman, dem ends get
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(DMac on the fuckin' track)
Oh, oh, NLE the Top Shotta
I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
Ayy, whoa
Ayy, ayy, ayy
this Glock on anybody, paranoid (brrt)
NLE the Top Shotta
I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda, eh, eh, whoa, whoa, eh, eh
I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
da terra comme Dybala
Se sento akha je déscends con Kilian
Al Qaeda, sono in Siria
MBC, sto su Al Jazeera
Non scammo a Jazeera
Si è mosso il kilo
mamadeira, mas
Quem tem medo do lobo mau?
Quem tem medo do lobo mau?
A fralda camuflada, garotos de Columbine
Pivetes do Comando e aprendizes da Al-Qaeda
ayy
NLE the Top Shotta
Yeah, yeah
I got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
NLE the Top Shotta
Ayy picture me rollin' (yeah)
Fat Cackwood smokin', couple
Eh, eh, woah
Brrt
Nigga know what goin' on, NLE, Top Shotta
Bomb like Al-Qaeda, brrt, Don Dada
Eh, eh, woah, woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Spazzin' out,
Yeah, NLE the Top Shotta
Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
I said I'm the booth with pneumonia symptoms
But they might just say it's corona symptoms
baluarte
[Vintone]
Peguei minhas máguas pus na gaveta
Meu lado Al-Qaeda, criança arteira
Distrava dispara pensava na cara, me flagra com a marra de monge
Ignomínia
Ignô Ignô Ignomínia
Hiroshima, Tianammen
Londres, Yemen
Nova Iorque, La Moneda
CIA, DOI-Codi, Al Qaeda
Kashimira, Madrid
Sorbibor, Ryadh
Grosny,
Don't be tryna' hide bruh
Flyest nigga out, Al-Qaeda (Al-Qaeda)
Droppin' bombs
Comin' for ya' neck (Ya' neck)
Tell me that I'm wrong
Dropped the addy'
would take a lot to get by us
The hoe breath hot but my music fye, yeah
We totin' them straps like we in Al-Qaeda
The jewelry be fighting like Max & Linus
Mamacita
Senorita
Mi querida
Omalicha
You dey turn on my ringer
Anytime that I'm with ya
See the way you dey blow my Mind
Like you repping Al-qaeda
Al-Qaeda
Cartier frames gone cover up my eyes
Double C, can't see what they talking 'bout
I order baguttie, spaghetti with no sides
Just a nigga that came
me drive drunk
I'm voting for Trump
Cause that's what Jesus wants
And if you don't vote for Trump
Then you must be a dang Al Qaeda
You must be a dang
these rappers like I be al qaeda
What currency bro is it naira or dollar?
Steady on grind and I'm chasing the paper
Man I got that drip you could see
Perdido na escuridão.
Ku klux Klan, carbonária, cavaleiros templários e bruxaria.
Al*Qaeda, Yakuza, hã só patifaria.
Existe muito, muito, muito segredos
Qaeda aye
Boy you ain't no shotta aye
We smoke the tree like rasta aye
One thing that I gotta say is
Nigga
Ain't one of us then get up out the way
Swear
of humanity, Alex Jones
We all know jet fuel can't melt a steel beam
We all know Obama plays for Al Qaeda's team
We all know Justin Beiber's out to take our
the gang
Know it's
Vendetta
I'm Loaded
With arms
Like the
Al qaeda
Yeah!
Been thru
So Much pain
I know
Is a must
Before
The gains
Stepped in
The game
To Give
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