L3arbé - Flow Debba7 lyrics

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L3arbé - Flow Debba7 lyrics

Sma3 ya lli 9olti musi9a d wlad ssou9 Rak 7nin mretteb be klami 3lik endo99 9bi7 f 7yati f rap cha3el dima 3afya Hak lwa9e3 lli 3aychin l3ayn dima bakya Ch3andek harban me lwa9e3 Jma3 karrek lm8reb hada Lerwa7 tte7 Bnadem 9be7 Bel madi machi frada Musi9a d rjal o lli fiha 8er jellada Wida konti m3antez Tebleez Blach te9fez 3lina 8er k7eez M3aak l3aaskar 9ta3 l7ees Kan sdee9 drab lkher mar7ba 3anna ndayfou Kan 3douna nsarfou 8er fel 9nout nzerfouu Kherba f zebbala Fel 7awma nayda 9arbala Medrasa m2asesa Kha**a bel 9attala 8eer tkala It's time to get live, live, live like a wire I set a whole choir on fire Well done, the grill shot sk**s sk**s And no frills, they try to diss me? they gettin crispy Ha, ha hah hah, and we do it like this In fact, you playas jack jack's Cause they can burn in hell sh** for all that I care Beware the bald head the dreads daid is they fear Stick-up's a**a**in, traction new reaction These f**in n***az shoulda made the who*e madden Word up, raise it up We do it with the crew that don't give a f** So throw ya gunz in the air Throw ya gunz in the air Buck buck like you don't care Aaah, I hate your f**in guts, and I hope that you die Sticky Fingaz, the name, and my life is a lie Cause I'm havin a bad day, so stay out of my way And what the pistol packin people say you better obey Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime Rip my heart, from my chest, throw it right into a rhyme I Don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind And what's, mines is mines and, what's yours is mine Don't f**in blink or I'ma rob yo' a** blind Onyx, is rippin sh**, I got the tech nine So what the plumber got boy buck, buck, buck, buck It's like a catastrophe, f**in with me G I'm a bald head with a kinfe I want your money or your life So, so, so, so? 7yatna 3aychinhaa 8er dmou3 bin zna9i L7arb nayda la9i M3ak bnadem rajel ba9i M9atlin m3a lwa9t daa3i f lli kla 7a99ii Trii9e 3amra gaffe Ttawe7da madsaffe Kif b8iti n3ich bel machakeel 3a9li m7affe Onyx, l3arbe, w lli m3aya f saffe Ch7al m 3chéér maat Ch7al m 3chéér daa9 l7aabs f** l7abs wida kan l7a9 3andkom na7s F7al lli me7soub 3andkom dderwich chayeet W nsitou be lli 3likoum fayet Kaali kaali kaali kaali Rouuuublaaaaaa So throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like ya just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like you just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like you just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like you just don't care Uh-oh, heads up! Cause we're droppin some sh** On your now shot-sk**s, onyx tec-9 for a while Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'ma swell em The hardcore style, rowdy n wild, hits I'ma sell em To all competition slide back then listen I'm kickin all that, sh** to the doormat Claimin this domain, cause mad pains Blood stains, long range, got gats! We the motherf**in Onyx And we don't give a flying motherf**ing f** Ay yo, DS man we gonna come get you out of jail man f** that, yo DS we comin'man, we got the bail We got the bail, we gonna break you out man f** that, yeah, we the f** up out of this b**h Onyx l3arbeee Saakht Underground 7ta nel kfeen 9baa7aa Wjouha m9aawdin

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