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dbk – heavy artillery كلمات اغاني

heavy artillery lyrics
[verse 1: dbk & kaisani]
n_ggas think that they hard but they not
get the kicks, we got it all on lock, uh
mask down, we runnin’ his spot
i f_ck around, get him hit with the glock
bro, n_gga talk, just shut up and stop
you flippin’ the patties, i’m makin’ the guap
you sendin’ bullets, but all of them miss
when i send me a bullet, it’s hittin’ ya top
see, i’m on my grown sh_t
had to tell ya hoe, “leave me alone, b_tch”
when i pull this glock out of my bag, and i up and i tote it
i promise i won’t miss
and to all of them hatin’ ass n_ggas that stay on my phone (gang)
you can go and eat a whole d_ck (gang, gang)
while your trappa keep hittin’ my line (gang, gang)
she keep testin’ my phone, tryna ring at the tone, b_tch (yuh)

[verse 2: kaisani]
better make amends, n_gga
this might be yo’ end, n_gga
talkin’ buddy_buddy get you f_cked up
we not friends, n_gga
told yo’ b_tch that we can’t f_ck if that b_tch is not a ten, n_gga
n_gga got it twisted, would’ve thought his ass was was rim, n_gga (b_tch!)
sold just like a ram, n_gga
choppa blam_blam_blam, n_gga
b_tch, do not disturb me like elijah and it’s cam, n_gga
b_tch, i k!ll yo’ ass
don’t know how you thought we was fam, n_gga
i run through yo’ club, b_tch, shoot it
i’m not talkin’ sam’s, n_gga
okay, like, bullets trip tonight
i take his b_tch tonight
fist gallant until we withdraw
little b_tch (?) sp_ce a gigabyte
lil’ n_ggas pick a fight
look at you and yo’ father
you was talkin’ that sh_t on the net
put that bl!ck to ya neck
get your guts twisted, like pah_pah
make that boy sh_t to his stomach, my glock made him vomit
i’m lockin’ sh_t up like a rockstar (b_tch!)
[verse 3: dbk]
aye, gotta pay for d_ck or we ain’t f_ckin’
got that b_tch on me, guess what i be clutchin’
and it’s extendo, yeah, i hold a hunnid
now that p_ssy n_gga runnin’
enter his back, it’s comin’ out his stomach
my n_ggas go up on other n_ggas’ clummet
take out the trash, your music in a ruckus
he wanted a feature, ask him what his budget
i don’t want your budget, b_tch
hit that b_tch, break her back on some other sh_t
and i don’t give a f_ck ’bout occasion
if i’m walkin’ out, then you know that i’m clutchin’ it
got a problem, we solve the equation
i’m walkin’ him down with a heater and oven mitt
if he make the wrong move then i’m bustin’ it
mickey dees on my d_ck, she be lovin’ it
on god

[verse 4: voodoochild]
yuh, you ain’t spittin’ no bars, go get a dictionary
i start (?) beatin’ yo ass, now i feel like i’m visionary
she like to look at my face while i’m deep in the guts
so i’m f_ckin’ her missionary
run up on me if you’re really darin’
step on these n_ggas, i feel like eren
i’m not carin’, i swear i got kids
i’m those n_ggas’ parents
on my brody, i get to that bankroll
i won’t (?) or (?) for a stank hoe
my d_ck big, great, sorta like neiko
i’m a demon when givin’ them halo
dbk blowin’ up, eeny meeny
this not a company, get out my f_ckin’ business
better buy if you can’t comprehend it
i just stay busy while cuttin’ off competition
you just f_ckin’ repetitive
smokin’ gas, extra work, this a sedative
i’m too fly in this b_tch like a pelican
like a nova ’cause my flow too elegant
talkin’ in on whatever man say he rappin’
i just f_ckin’ know you can’t take his life
and then i hide his skeleton
no one searchin’ for him, he irrelevant
uh, uh

- dbk

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