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30 deep grimeyy - shooting guard كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
motherf_cker talking ’bout lately
i been slackly n_gga, i don’t slack n_gga, ya know?
we don’t slack n_gga, we crack n_ggas, ya know?
i don’t slack off
just streets, family, that’s an insult. i work hard, ya know?

[chorus]
pulled up to the spot, she blocked my number, she working with the goofies
i done spent ’bout 20 on some chops for some n_ggas yelling dookie
dp out in salem with that hammer he shoot a movie
love my baby momma even though she out here popping coochie
going through some things with my gang b_tch i feel like boosie
baybay in the slammer with the opps you know he getting groovy
i just blew a bag on some glocks i want a f_cking uzi
rest in peacе to streetz its on his grave that he’ll take your tooliе

[verse 1]
you ain’t never stalked a n_gga page just to wack his ass
you ain’t never bought something from the mall just to take it back
hit the club like i was clean, i was faking, had to tuck the tag
gucci was the wheel man, you say his name and my lil shorties trap
2012 we was demons even though we had one hammer
only thing i verse god n_gga and my gun jammed
i got b_tches over seas, some in college go to alabama
red [?] from palm beach, my brown skin from louisana
[?] mad when i slid, he had a point but i ain’t wanna listen
you heard i got a bag, you broke my heart, but now you tryna fix it
we ain’t had no cable growing up, sh_t all you heard was creaking
now i’m in miami, wanna see me, gotta book a ticket
[chorus]
pulled up to the spot, she blocked my number, she working with the goofies
i done spent ’bout 20 on some chops for some n_ggas yelling dookie
dp out in salem with that hammer he shoot a movie
love my baby momma even though she out here popping coochie
going through some things with my gang b_tch i feel like boosie
baybay in the slammer with the opps you know he getting groovy
i just blew a bag on some glocks i want a f_cking uzi
rest in peace to streetz its on his grave that he’ll take your toolie

[verse 2]
rip opp the k!lla, i done turned around and cut my ties
if i die today monte, reggie, dp pistol slide
swish and jj lando real k!llers know they move in silence
cause atf and tests the only ones that can say i’m high
i’m the voice of stl, and all the shorties tryna maintain
they don’t know no better riding dirty yelling “gang gang”
if i don’t speak the truth, who gon’ tell ’em how to change lanes?
i just had a meeting with my brothers we on the same thing
i looked up to boosie, gucci, gotti, whatchu know ’bout gs?
you looked up to uzi, pump, and yachty, whatchu know ’bout either?
fell out with my homie cause he told me i don’t treat him equal
but i don’t give him money cause i heard he out here sharing needles

[chorus]
pulled up to the spot, she blocked my number, she working with the goofies
i done spent ’bout 20 on some chops for some n_ggas yelling dookie
dp out in salem with that hammer he shoot a movie
love my baby momma even though she out here popping coochie
going through some things with my gang b_tch i feel like boosie
baybay in the slammer with the opps you know he getting groovy
i just blew a bag on some glocks i want a f_cking uzi
rest in peace to streetz its on his grave that he’ll take your toolie

- 30 deep grimeyy

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