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4block lil mari - hazard lights كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
uh
we in a new rt, and we like three deep wit’ a big ass chop
i hit him wit a 5.56, left a hole in this sh_t, we gon’ put that b_tch right on his top
be on the 4 everyday, n_ggas know we don’t play
thirty_two in my clip shootin’ far
so we just got a new 19 wit a stick and a grip, and the back of that b_tch got a_
i want him to tweak, if he do, we gon’ put him to sleep
arp knocked him right out his socks
she better not post on them [?], she gon’ catch her a headshot again, i put that on my pops
srt, we got this b_tch off the lot
and the [?] be handlin’, we dustin’ the cops
but i’m still on my case, can’t up no guns in the vid, this sh_t all props

[verse]
twenty_two shots hit his back, if he run then we chasin’ him down, where the f_ck is you goin’?
bro start the car, and i’m alrеady throwin’, man get out the way ’cause you hеar this b_tch roarin’
we tryna catch us a face, if we see that lil’ boy we gon’ take his ass right out the mix
i’m on the [?] tryna catch me a brick
he thought it was a mac and got hit wit’ that switch, b_tch
high speed chase wit’ trey, he got the wheel, told blud “don’t stop the car”
we bounce out bust, them ‘.62’s get on ass, don’t run ’cause you not far
lately been goin’ up sixty, this b_tch got me [?], so now i don’t f_ck wit’ the bars
i’m rappin’ and i’m clappin’, ask the right b_tch, i’m a shootin’ star
huh
now the scene finna get dark, arp sh_lls they was pressin’ his heart
bussin’ his head right open, no i’m not jokin’, that sh_t made me barf
speakin’ of head, she was chokin’, d_ck in her mouth at the end i just gave her a scarf
get out my face wit’ that lame sh_t, all buddy think it’s a game, b_tch we finna spark
hop out the v wit’ a 7.62 tryna dump, i’ma lock his lips
that n_gga move like a kid, i can’t name what he did
he a b_tch, so i’m tappin’ his dreads
i want a hat, lil’ klap creep through the back, hit the front and i’m crackin’ his egg
how many shots ’til i leave me a b_tch n_gga dead? got a curry, i’ll put him to bed
uh, he a hoe so i know how to play it
number 2 pencil, i hit him wit’ lead
he ain’t talk sh_t on the beat, but i got the receipts
if i do then they leavin’ me fed
hop out the jeep wit’ a glee tryna put sumn’ sleep, i already knew he was dead
ehh, go, go, i already knew he was dead
[chorus]
uh
we in a new rt, and we like three deep wit’ a big ass chop
i hit him wit a 5.56, left a hole in this sh_t, we gon’ put that b_tch right on his top
be on the 4 everyday, n_ggas know we don’t play
thirty_two in my clip shootin’ far
so we just got a new 19 wit a stick and a grip, and the back of that b_tch got a_
i want him to tweak, if he do, we gon’ put him to sleep
arp knocked him right out his socks
she better not post on them [?], she gon’ catch her a headshot again, i put that on my pops
srt, we got this b_tch off the lot
and the [?] be handlin’, we dustin’ the cops
but i’m still on my case, can’t up no guns in the vid, this sh_t all props, go

- 4block lil mari

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