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e-wuu - drilly mode كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
like
like crah crah crah crah_crah boom
like, la spot ‘em, got ‘em and we cl!ck, y’all know whats going on n_gga
like crah
and we smoking everybody deads n_gga word to my mother yall know how we get n_gga
like
every o f_cking shot, n_gga
suck my d_ck

[verse 1: e_wuu]
like rule number one better stay with your gun
two, gotta be ready to dump
three, don’t you get ? we going on a hunt
me and la too deep, don’t run
man they fast on they feet when im back on my gun, like
i ain’t cl!ck why he running like big dg i ain’t stopping for nothing (whooptyyy)
told bro like we out to the s (like what?)
why them n_ggas keep mentioning deads (like why?)
like smelly, kal g, both of them stretched
and rico got shot, should’ve been in his head (riiicooo)
don’t run, brodie gon’ fill ‘em with lead
he done, c_hii caught one to the head (c_hiiiii)
i don’t know why the sev wanna talk on my block like doowop just died now they gotta get back (dooooooowop)
[?] talking about bro ‘cause im bending thru blocks tryna catch me a o
and im uppin on anybody throwing up the o (on bro)
no cap why you running on your bros (like what)
kdot, hit him bet he froze, like (on bro on bro)
don’t switch on your bro (on bro)
notti got poked can’t forget his bros and they keep dissing tryna put on a show
i’m sliding with say everything for aj
and im calling up yavi everything for dayray
and they calling up jb, that’s my demon
one call and we slidin’ the same day
n_gga like 30 up totin’ on .30
can’t wait til we run into_
we gon run into his crib, heard he live in jersey
n_ggas ain’t safe doin n_ggas
[verse 1: jb savage]
like hol’ on
i’ma start like this, like (on bro)
let’s go down the list (like who)
notti, dotty, dead in a ditch (they dead)
rippy, nazzy, got left on they street (on bro)
like 300k why sheemy on d_ck (like why)
we know you got ripped and you never did sh_t
callin’ up la my demon he cl!cks, like
run into thunder make his body twist
spin through the rey tryna catch a crip, like
on bro i been feigning to blitz
smoking on bobby shoulda had his stick, like
brodie went out like a b_tch
don’t run don’t trip don’t fall, like
call up e_wuu my demon don’t miss (e_wuuuuu)
if he front he get sent to the lord, like
free bg i know he_ (free bg)

[verse 2: e_wuu]
oh wait, think i see c_blu, like
he don’t know what to do (at all)
bet he got no knock, like
b_tch i’ma up it and send him to the moon
and i’m with_ tryna catch a goon, like
and my n_ggas on timing, like
we do not follow no rules
[verse 3: la]
rule number four, don’t lie, like
you better not switch on your guys
rule number five, got a shot can’t take that dont last can’t take one of mines
rule number six don’t die, like
you know i gotta stay with my knock
f_ck the seven, bet he died
can’t take this chop since they one of mines
they wanna talk on my jets
we gon slide through they ‘jects
on bro tryna dump on some hunnid
don’t trip, when we slide
cause brodie got no sense he shooting at cousins
so we ain’t going like n_gga you buggin’
we ain’t going and kay get to gunning
we ain’t lacking, f_ck the o’s, like
f_ck all the opps they never on nothing

[verse 4: jb savage]
like d_mn
y’all know what i do, like
mr stay_with_a_tool, like
run up you a fool, these hollows gon hit him, put him on the news
try to diss on my goons
we gon run into you
we gon boom at your crew, they riding on d_ck like what you really do
[verse 5: ewuu]
like oyk we smoking on notti, dotty
can’t forget about cane
and i’m with the gang, like
catch lil dd and we take his chain
and my youngins on timing tryna catch a stain
they don’t play no games
pick up nazzy brains, like
catch dougie b, turn him into a strain
and we sliding on opps we just get to dumpin
they just get to running
like jb he with me he don’t care about nothing
(and rip rah bro was really gunning)
like and im every o shot
let me see your o (let me see your_)
send him with his bros
then they talk bout spinning tell em tell the lord?
we gon bend through they block like two_three knocks
pole jam up, pass a different chop
new opp, think an ass to pop
f_flock, smoking doowop (doowop)
backdoor open, better have your heater
slidin with bro they taking nenas
keep sippin, all this drink, like
we could pour it about a liter

[outro]
we gon pour it about a_, like, like
la spot ‘em, got ‘em and we_
yall sh_t know whats going on word to my mother n_gga free the guys long live stylez n_gga
every o shot n_gga
grah, grah_grah boom

- e wuu

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