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Lirik Lagu J-diggs - Courtside


By: Admin | Artist: J j diggs | Published: 2024-12-07T21:10:47:00+07:00
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[verse 1: daboii]
b~tch i ain’t trying to catch no vibe, i’m on some player sh~t
book me at your club, secure my bag. no, i don’t pay the b~tch
street n~gga, but i be in them b~tches that the lakers hit
n~ggas always rapping bout that cloth, but never made a hit
got so much respect, they clear the room when i got somthin to say
why is n~ggas talking out they neck like they gon bust a grape?
we might be related. drop a dime, then we gon unrelate
i deal with all my problems. never been the type to runaway
beat it up, thеn beat up on my chest like i’m a f~cking apе
b~tch i already know what you about, now give my bruh a taste
claiming that he eating, but he starving; ain’t have lunch today
and i treat the glock like my b~tch. yes, i’m in love with bae
and we’ll pop up where you stay. where you hiding at?
my lil bro will take your chain, then have you buy it back
i ain’t into playing games. ain’t got no time for that
and if i told you what i made, then yo mind would crash

[verse 2: sauce walka]
made so many millions off of hoes; it don’t matter
b~tch made me three hundred thousand large; get her ass fatter
keep his money with a glass jar; it got shattered
k!ll him. i done leaved his family p~ssed; that’s bad bladder
pimpin the saddle. dipping and dabble, sending the cattle
n~ggas will tattle. your partner the judge, swinging the gavel
crazy how these n~ggas doing time
same n~gga told on you, the one that picked you up to do the crime
n~gga said he keeping a buck, but he dropped the dime
n~ggas say whatever on phones, like feds don’t tap the line
young’ns like to ride with them guns, but scared the pop that iron
sh~t ain’t like the rap videos when the metal start to fly in
grandmas and mamas crying. nephews and sons dying
he’s like a p~ssycat while standing in a pack of lions
way before i went to new york, i was a f~cking giant
had to buy two maybachs just so my birds could slide
i drip in the cut, and bubble up just like peroxide
can’t tell you how many white b~tches i didn’t have topside
slim drop mop slide. gucci flip flop slides
and i had a b~tch’s husband pay me to take his wife courtside
[verse 3: j~diggs]
telling they boy rappers tuck when i come around
i don’t give a f~ck who or what, i shut em down
trying to get a hundred, spend a hundred, get a hundred pounds
k!ll all snitches. broke b~tches get the run around
h~ll to the throne, i don’t condone with these rappers on
i got on the phone, leave him holed like a saxophone
b~tches on my line, wanna shine and get their money up
she just want some d~ck, a little time, and a tummy tuck
n~ggas wanna be you when they see you on your grizzy
i just went and booked another venue, so i’m busy
i just hit a n~gga back to back like i’m drizzy
heard some n~ggas looking for me?
tell them n~ggas, come and get me!
i’m a bay n~gga; i’ll be in the city by the bridges
j n~gga; every time you see me, pretty b~tches
play n~gga; imma show you not the one to do that
who that? the n~gga who might pull up where your crew at
a freak with the twins. couple of 40s in the double clutch
threw a couple shots at his feet; made him double dutch
still in these streets. quarterback; tell them to huddle up
30 for the 30. who ordered that? with a double up
i keep the little b~tch on her sh~t; that’s the boss in me
look and you gonna see it in my drip; that’s the sauce in me
just was on the net viewing n~ggas with the trickery
and bodied any rapper in this game that ever mentioned me (diggs!)


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