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Perfect
Hip-Hop/Rap
Perfect adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 4021096 Records DK2 tarafından 6 Eylül 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıTriple P - EP
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Çıkış Tarihi6 Eylül 2023
Firma4021096 Records DK2
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM82

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael D. Roberts
Michael D. Roberts
Songwriter

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Ayy, third, brodie told me put the blick down
He sayin' it ain't worth it' Accuracy 100, n***a, might, as well jus call
me, perfect
Watch your back, we spinnin' the hoods Get rid of phones like ain't no service
Where your top, man
Knock shit to the ground like we was purging They like three-put down the glock bout my
lil' n****s Know I'm spinnin', uh
Fuck them other n****s, claim it's war inside my city back to back, we sending shots
Leave fifty hoes inside this ceilin' Give my brother, all I got if it's the
Last, know he can get it Know that he can get it
Ayy, please don't fuck wit third, cause I'll leave one inside your fitted
Ayy, say he want some smoke, this shit here too strong for your kidney
They like, three-way, he be with it He can't say I back down, that's cap, know
That I'm with it All these n****s really cap rap, but three-way
He be with it He get dropped just like a top cap it's smoke
Inside the city' He got stunt , cause he ain't like that, this
Smoke fuck up your chimney I be spinnin' blocks, and they gon' call
The cops, them n****s silly yeen from the foe, then fuck up out the
Hood, yeah, we gon' box that He was in the pictures, but he ratted, so
We cropped that how I know that
You gon' tell up on the rest, no, we don't like that
This switch fuck up a body, don't get hit, cause you can't fight back
Ask the last, n****s, they claim it's smoke, no, he ain't like that
Caught chris at the courthouse, know he scared, no, he can't fight that
Texting, I won't type back Ian got shit to say, load up the whip , that block
we strike that swea that we gon' strike that
Brodie told me put the blick down, he sayin' it ain't worth it
Accuracy 100, n***a, might as well just call me, perfect
Watch your back, we spin the hood, get rid of the phones
Like ain't no service where yo top man
Knock shit to the ground like we was purging
They like three-put down the glock bout my lil' n****s, know I'm spinning Huh
Fuck them other n****s, claim it's war inside my city
Back to Back, we sending the shots, leave fifty hoes inside his ceiling
Give my brother all I got, if it's the last, know he can get it
Written by: Michael D. Roberts
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