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bang da hitta - die l'z كلمات الأغنية

[intro: bang da hitta, magic and mose deuce]
ayy, bro, who in that cut?
ayy, it’s all good!
(maybach music)
farwell, we in this b-tch
already know how we do
die howard, die l’s, that’s how we rock
you already know, i’m tryna catch a l out here, boy
you already know

[verse 1]
i’m die l’s like al mac and i’m die howard like insane
hi-power with that 30 on it and i swear to god, that b-tch bang
some say, i’ll never change ’cause i be that attempt and i’m still the same
with the rock’s on me and that glock on me
if you a opp, homie, you getting dropped, homie
sh-t real, ask around
rogers park, it’s going down
don’t f-ck around with that f-ck around
those f-ck boys gon’ get f-cked around
30 up in that clip, boy
f-ck around and get hit, boy
pbg that sh-t, boy
don’t f-ck around with my clique, boy
my youngings keep them hitters
catch a opp and they gon’ heat ’em
i swear my pistol trifling ’cause that lil b-tch is a eater
all we know is opp top
bleed when a opp drop
make them f-cking cops hot when that 50 shot rock
b-tch, i’m die l’s for them f-ck n-gg-s
’cause i don’t f-ck with them f-ck n-gg-s
you f-ck around with them f-ck n-gg-s
you gon’ f-ck around and get slumped, n-gg-
shout out to my young n-gg-s who be hittin’ sh-t
who be k!llin’ sh-t
who be drillin’ sh-t
don’t give no f-cks if you innocent
you can get it, b-tch!

[hook]
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die, die, die)

[verse 2]
this that farwell music flow
just to let you n-gg-s know
this that grab your pistol, catch a opposition slippin’ flow
black truck, masked up
“there he go!” mac bust
chrome poled up, split the dome
that’s what ya call bad luck
toe tag, doa
that’s for being in my way
homicides looking for me
f-ck it, dog, i’m m.i.a
north pole, farwell
yell that ’til my heart swell
disrespect my hood, guarantee it’s gon’ be all h-ll
30 days, 30 nights
it’s gon’ rain, all sh-lls
peace treaties, that ain’t us
we ain’t with that peaceful stuff
all we do is shoot sh-t up
insane gang, that be us
swerving in suburbans
pistols twerking, b-tch, we love the rush
ain’t no man that we trust, unless it’s dead presidents
try us if you want, you get smoked like swisher blunt

[interlude: bang da hitta and spazz out]
yeah, y’all know what it is
we smoking l’s, b-tch
f-ck them n-gg-s
n-gg-s talkin’ ’bout peace treaties and sh-t
n-gg-, stop calling our motherf-cking phone!
f-ck wrong with you n-gg-s?
you n-gg-s know what it is, n-gg-
bullets and gun smoke when you see a n-gg-
die l’s (die l’s, b-tch!)

[hook]
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die, die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die)
die l’s, die l’s, die l’s (die, die, die, die)

- bang da hitta

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