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  • Текст песни XanMan - Black

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    Why is everything Khroam big plug nigga
    Brrr nigga big black nigga
    Fuck you talkin bout nigga brr bah bah
    Everything is chrome in the future

    It started off with a ski mask
    These Michael Jackson nigga he bad
    Bringing P's in like they bean bags
    Walking with a chopper when my jeans sagging
    These gucci shoes these ain’t Steve Madden
    1 on 1 with an opp and I'm Steve Nashing
    I ain't bout to play games like a DreamCast
    Your little brother dead nigga we glad
    I might take yo momma with her sexy ass
    Matter fact I put you thru some plexiglass
    When 12 see me, like arrest his ass
    My indian plug in a taxi cab
    I just popped a perc, got my lips itching
    How you gon rob me
    When your sticking missing?

    Run down on the plug we got plenty business
    Niggas got more bodies than
    Them skinny bitches
    Sippin on wock we ain’t sippin on cognac
    Walk down with a big dog where my bone at?
    Im snapping like thanos nigga
    Where my stones at?
    My boujee bitch got nappy hair
    Where her comb at?
    Alias whip his house we gon find that
    "Hol up xan can you give me my 9' back"
    No nigga hop out (brrr) go nigga
    These niggas never progressing flo nigga
    Spin a bin on his block do a U turn
    Got Rasputia in the trunk how you doin?

    Hotel full of bitches I'm like who turn?
    762 go thru his new perm
    Put a hole in his head like
    The side of a Cheerio
    I'm like 619 the plug, Rey Mysterio
    You thinking it's sweet nigga I ain't Mariel
    I still put the bars in my cereal
    I got a whole lot of shooters in yo yard
    He got a gun, yeah he ain't hard
    Just came out of jail and I got the Goyard

    I gave you the in the fit on god
    Pull up with the mac they call me Steve Jobs
    You say that you charging we
    Gun aim at yo dodge
    I made this song cause I got black
    On - Gucci shoes on bitch bIG PLUG NIGGA

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