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drillikid 63opp - fuck 63rd كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(“boom boom”, “b_tch!”)
man, f_ck all that talkin’, n_gga
they took dre from me, now i’m really on that
(yeah)
63rdk, oblock steppin’ (bah!)
let’s go

[chorus]
f_ck 63rd, i meant every d_mn letter (skrrt, boom!)
catch a opp lackin’, put him straight on a stretcher (grahh)
spin through the block, we don’t write no letters (nah)
we write in blood, make his lil’ homie jealous (woo!)
i don’t do peace, i don’t squash no beef
i want the glock with a switch on me (baow!)
rip dre, now i’m back in the streets
shoot out the window while grippin’ the seat (boom boom boom)
b_tch, i’m 67th born and raised
catch me on northside throwin’ grenades (b_tch!)
ain’t no talkin’, i ain’t duck
hit his chest, now his homies throwin’ shade (p_ssy!)

[verse 1]
they k!lled dre in front of me, b_tch i ain’t forget (nah)
whole 63rd finna feel that sh_t (what?)
catch one slippin’ in traffic, i’m flippin’ the whip
ain’t no daps, ain’t no handshakes, b_tch (boom!)
i came from the gutter, ain’t had no hope
had to sleep with the heater under my coat (brrrt)
now i’m rappin’ on beats with a murder note
make a opp mama cry, i don’t even choke (haha)
that’s war talk, we don’t do peace
catch him posted, shoot through the jeep
bet his body fold like a dollar crease (boom boom boom!)
tell the pastor preach, we don’t miss no beef
big .40 in my jeans, got a drum like a beat
we ain’t squashin’ sh_t ’til his soul get released
put that boy face down on his own d_mn street (f_ck em!)
[chorus]
f_ck 63rd, i meant every d_mn letter (every one!)
catch a opp lackin’, put him straight on a stretcher (bah!)
spin through the block, we don’t write no letters (nah)
we write in blood, make his lil’ homie jealous (woo!)
i don’t do peace, i don’t squash no beef
i want the glock with a switch on me (boom boom!)
rip dre, now i’m back in the streets
shoot out the window while grippin’ the seat (skrrt skrrt!)
b_tch, i’m 67th born and raised
catch me on northside throwin’ grenades
ain’t no talkin’, i ain’t duck
hit his chest, now his homies throwin’ shade (boom!)

[verse 2]
feds hit my line, i told ‘em “get f_cked”
i don’t know sh_t, i was rollin’ up runs (haha!)
we don’t do court, we pull up and dump
light up the whip like we settin’ a blunt (boom boom boom!)
b_tch, i’m a menace, born in this drill
pop two pills and go for the k!ll (skrrt!)
these opps be cappin’, ain’t slidin’ for real
catch his big homie and make him kneel (bah!)
northside raised, but my soul in the block
still yell “free the gang!” while i’m clutchin’ the glock (brrrt!)
still got trauma from watchin’ dre drop
still want revenge every time that i stop
catch me outside, never behind
got shooters who move when i throw up a sign (woo!)
f_ck all that talkin’, b_tch, i want mine
this ain’t a game, i live in that line (boom!)
[outro – spoken over beat]
(yeah, f_ck all that internet sh_t)
(you know what i’m on — long live lil dre, b_tch)
(we ain’t squashin’ nothin’, get back in blood, hoe)
(oblock 67th steppa — drillikid 63opp signin’ out)
(free the real, f_ck the fake, and f_ck 63rd)
boom boom boom boom!

- drillikid 63opp

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