[Liquez] Jump out gang Jump out bang We got ‘nuff firearms But I still do up bare hangs
We got spinner´s and dotty´s We got .40´s and MAC´s We got ‘nuff live corn We gon´ blow your chest out of your back Jump out gang Jump out bang We got ‘nuff firearms But I still do up bare hangs We got spinner´s and dotty´s We got .40´s and MAC´s We got ‘nuff live corn We gon´ blow your chest out of your back
[Dimzy] Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt See the four door pausing Skengs out, everyone runnin´ But the corn just slapped and floored ´em
50 shots in that mop That´s a round of applauding My nigga does so much drills Like he´s outside doing brick walling Still pullin´ up, no warning I´m still not ballin´ So I went and done ten toes on the map, that´s walking Hoes in my snapchat stalking Smoking dope on periscope And the fans like "Dimz ain´t talking" Free T, rang me up in the morning Still smoke amnes´ in the morning Bro got the phone lines twerking Hashtag working Two fat packs like man´s got Biggie & Sherman (fat packs) My lane goes mad
Yeah they love my wordin´
[LD] War is war I´ll hit him up with the witness there I don´t care what he saw And I still kick doors Like prick; put your face on the floor I´m with M, he scored, I scored It´s got more I need a 4´s times 4 We got amm , We got raw Bruk it down Hit the strip We get paid Fuck the law (Alla´ that, alla´ that) & we switched dis up like this new 4 4 We´re sporting (New .40)
I´m cuttin´ off ties this year No more lose poorin´ We hang all the opps Then put it on God, we warssing Still stepping with joints on joints Still pull up no warning (4´s on 4´s) I play that AM position Not for assisting and scoring (attacking midfield) Thank God first thing everyday when I wake in the morning Finish straight then we´re talking
[Liquez] Jump out gang Jump out bang We got ‘nuff firearms But I still do up bare hangs
We got spinner´s and dotty´s (Still do it) We got .40´s and MAC´s We got ‘nuff live corn We gon´ blow your chest out of your back Jump out gang Jump out bang We got ‘nuff firearms But I still do up bare hangs (Still do it) We got spinner´s and dotty´s We got .40´s and MAC´s We got ‘nuff live corn We gon´ blow your chest out of your back
[Monkey] Smoke No joke, serve up Cake coke Trap til´ I die, can´t be broke
Get that dough bro, whip that blow Fuck the trident, they locked my bro Gun smoke if you fuck with bro No hype when I lurk on road Do a drill then go mix some dough Let´s lurk, let´s lurk 4 Door with the gang Tryna´ hit him in the shirt Man don´t really talk You can end 6 feet like dirt Money afi make Prop the ting push work (Whip it,whip it) Just linked skrrt, skrrt Bill up a zoot, do road then skrrt There man talk like bitches ??? skrrt Forget all the talk Man drillers for Real
Man lurk, lurk
[ASAP] Life is a set-up I´m beefing snitches Them man dasheen Come like women They say ‘no lacking´ But they´re hardly with it (Gemz) Back road or main road Same way, man drillin´ Jump out gang Jump out bang Spin don´t jam And the kick back´s mad Leave hollows in your back Leave you laid out flat As soon as man gets whacked
Man ah man dash (Dasheen)
[Liquez] Jump out gang Jump out bang We got ‘nuff firearms But I still do up bare hangs (Still do it) We got spinner´s and dotty´s We got .40´s and MAC´s We got ‘nuff live corn We gon´ blow your chest out of your back Jump out gang Jump out bang We got ‘nuff firearms But I still do up bare hangs (Still do it) We got spinner´s and dotty´s We got .40´s and MAC´s We got ‘nuff live corn
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