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big crip jayo - southside rollin' كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(crip!)
ayy, turn me up in this b_tch, cuz!
southside rollin’, we slide with them sticks, yeah!
blue rags, hollow tips, i ain’t never miss, nah!
play with gang, get your body stretched, no fix, ayy!

[verse 1]
ain’t no n_gga ever gave me sh_t, had to take it all (take it all!)
.40 bustin’, left his body twitchin’, made his momma call (b_tch!)
hollow tips gon’ rip his chest apart, he won’t see tomorrow (boom, boom!)
put them 30s in them glocks, we got no need for sorrow (ayy, crip!)
catch a opp lackin’, he get smoked just like a backwood (on crip!)
chopper twist his body up, he stiff just like a statue (p_ssy!)
b_tch, i’m rollin’ off that xanny, leanin’ with that mac too (mac too!)
if he talkin’ crazy, bet this 40 make him act new (boom, boom!)
we don’t do no talkin’, only pull up where yo’ block at (b_tch!)
7.62s turn his hoodie to a croppеd hat (d_mn!)
b_tch, i’m southside rollin’, leave his brains whеre the cops at (ayy, crip!)
spin again at midnight, let it rain, where yo’ opps at? (p_ssy!)

[chorus]
i smoke opp pack to the face, n_gga, roll his ass in wood (wood!)
caught his ass lackin’, now he layin’ where he stood (boom, boom!)
ain’t no passin’ in my city, boy, you dyin’ if you could (yeah!)
blue flag hangin’, .223 gon’ bang him, understood? (blrrrd, blrrrd!)
i smoke opp pack to the face, n_gga, roll his ass in wood (gas!)
caught his ass lackin’, now he layin’ where he stood (boom, boom!)
ain’t no passin’ in my city, boy, you dyin’ if you could (on crip!)
blue flag hangin’, .223 gon’ bang him, understood? (blrrrd, blrrrd!)
[verse 2]
b_tch, i’m out here with them demons, pop a perc and slide (slide!)
told my lil’ crip shorty, “ayy, just aim between his eyes” (boom, boom!)
we gon’ flip his car, hit the driver, make ‘em all collide (yeah!)
boy, you better duck, ‘cause when we spin, we let them hollows fly (b_tch!)
chain icy like a freezer, my sh_t colder than yo’ soul (yeah!)
f_ck yo’ set, we up the score, my youngins trained to let it go (on crip!)
heard he talkin’ like a k!ller, left his brains up on the road (boom, boom!)
i don’t do no love, b_tch, i just hit, then leave her in the cold (ayy, crip!)
hop out with them choppers, we got beams on all them glocks (yeah!)
i ain’t worried ‘bout no case, we catch him, then we drop the top (boom, boom!)
b_tch, i’m rollin’, we got switches, make him dance just like he popped (yeah!)
southside rollin’, throw them c’s, we leave ‘em stiff like he got locked! (p_ssy!)

[outro]
(blrrrd, blrrrd!)
yeah, yeah!
ayy, we rollin’, b_tch!
southside, yeah, we holdin’ sh_t!
glocks and beams, we foldin’ sh_t!
all my crip n_ggas controlin’ sh_t!
(blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd!)

- big crip jayo

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