[Intro]
3veil
Shinju
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Staz
[Verse 1: stazlol]
Steady talkin' on the gang
Got the Glocks we let it spray
Kno-knock him on his face (He gon' tattletale)
Got the grass we let it spray
Ai-ai-aim it at his face
He won't live another day (Smackdown)
Who is that now
Why is he dancing on me, I ain't takin' shit down
Comin' wit a K, yeah Ima make him back down
[Verse 2: akkir0]
Big choppa, gonna shoot these bullets to his face, uh
Why you talkin' down but you know we're not the same bruh
Choppa finna blow and you not gon' see another day
Empty out the clip, now there's thousand bullets in your brain
Get the guap cause you know that that's the only answer
Goddamn, another fuckin' blowed up on the dance floor
I could give a single fuck about you, you a damn ho
Shoot you in the eye with the motherfuckin' 10.4
Put him in the ground like a motherfuckin' temple
[Verse 3: 1crusafix]
Boy you just smoked up in the crib
Talkin' on the gang, send that boy up, what a sin
Catch your fuckin' [?], I'm tired of this shit
Bah bah bah, now we emptied the clip
Guess who retired, I got money on my mind
You keep switchin' on the gang, bitch you always switchin' sides
Aimin' through the sights
Ima kill you, call it suicide
Yeah your life is a game, Ima really fuckin' die (Yeah)
You're not fuckin' with the gang
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Everybody would've came
A-a-a-and my pistol let the bang
[Verse 4: k3tsu]
Yeah, stripped wit' da homies, you know that we strapped up
I'm fuckin' yo bitch, she makin' shit clap
Beat a nigga up, nah he already can't
You talkin' that shit, you always get slapped
He still talkin' shit, so he just got capped
(Wait hold on, sto-stop it bro, stop it bro. Ima-Ima actually go in on you
Niggas real quickly cause you know. Stupid ass nigga, big white ass nigga
Bitch I'm goin' in like a motherfuckin' earthquake
Shawty on my dick yeah I just made her leg shake)
Shawty on my nuts yeah, I made her my milkshake
Burn a nigga hard, would of thought that nigga cremate
Make his ass drop, then he movin' like a zombie
These niggas is racist, these niggas is Nazis
Pick his dumbass off, like that nigga is a papi
Fuckin' on his mom yeah, she just gave me sloppy
Fuckin' on his bitch yeah, that is my main hobby
[Verse 5: novastein]
W-w-w-w-we throwin' bullets to his brain (Brain)
You the type to talk shit, but you do not let it bang-a-ang
Niggas sauce 'em up, they don't know what else to say
I don't care if no one sees, we gon' kill that boy by day
Smackdown, went down, we gon' knock him off
Wit' yo hands down, right now, he go down like Randy Moss
Look at the belt bitch, SCM, look how much it cost
Sraight W's, me and my niggas never lost
Sa-bong, now my pockets gettin' bigger
Hit it like Chanel, cause I know that I'm a (Winner)
I-I-I still pray to god, but I know that I'm a sinner
We gon' cook him up, we gon' serve that boy for dinner
[Verse 6: eliisntdead]
Cook him like a chef, and shove him make him kiss the fuckin' stir fry
If I see the opps on the telly, he will not serve five
I see cops I gotta swerve by
I hit this shot on the first try
I was high outta Earth eye
Callin' in the air strike
We gon' bleed him from his fuckin' leg, he said that's the worst night
He just made it worst by
Bro still talkin' shit, that's why yo bro died
Oh my
Dropped a homie, boy you know I
I said dropped him with a .45
I could really take a whole life (Yeah)
[Verse 7: nitemarepak]
Ridin' 'round wit' the no masks
I been makin' money all the time, bitch you know that
Dra-dra-dra-draco get you toe tagged
Jit come get yo ho back
I just went to the mall so I jack and I spent a whole rack
Yuh, drips are frozen
Ba-ba-ballin' D-Rose and
Poppin' all these pills hell yuh, bitch I'm chokin'
Shoutout [?], bitch you not chosen
Fuck that jit on phone no
He so weird I told don't
[Verse 8: ilymotive]
Uh, got that Glocky, shit be blowin' up
I even dropped the addy, pussy boy like you not pullin' up
Bitch friend is not wit' me cause my wrist look like it's swollen up
I ain't feelin' right, think that I got [?] or some
[?] kickin' it
I know you mad but I'm just kiddin'
I'm just focused on my [?]
If you pull up, got a Glock with two bullets in the chamber
Ima hit you with a no-scope, I don't even need a aim roll
[Verse 9: hnlo]
[?]
Is there a problem
We could solve 'em
Open up just like a riddle
If it color guards, that shit look like fuckin' skittles
[?]
She thinkin' 'bout me, she dreamin'
Bitch I am zombie, pour a 4, yeah I'm leanin'
[?] tweakin'
You ain't gettin' [?] you can't kill him for no reason
[Verse 10: kyotosghost]
I put that fuck boy in my death note
In the store, [?] says bro
[?] just like Mario
Sit bro
Bi-bi-bitch I hate you (Shut the fuck up)
I want to [?] you
[?] you
She said, uh
Ridin' wit' my ones woah
[?] woah
[?] and I die slow
A-a-and she's just to begin with
But there's no hard feelings
Revolt in my grave, oh
[Verse 11: nok0]
Fuck around then this bitch [?]
If you talkin' on my name, we replacing (Replacing)
Rollin' up wit' da feds, we untracing (Tracing)
Ima go off the xan, call it lacing (Yeah, yeah)
Ima numb a big 'ol blunt, and we facing (Facing)
Put the foot on the gas, put that braking (Yeah)
And I'm knocking on the door, we is taking (Yeah, yeah)
And I don't want to fuck wit' you, you is making (Yeah)
[Outro]
3veil, ahaha
