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k-lyricone - "backstreet funeral" كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(ayy, k_lyricone)
(808 mafia)
yeah, yeah (skrrt)
ayy, turn my headphones up (woo, woo)
bah, bah, bah! (graow!)

[chorus]
told that b_tch hit the block and go spin it (spin it)
big drum make the back of the benz start winnin’ (skrrt)
catch his ass lackin’ in the lot, we pin him (bow, bow)
ain’t no talk, lil’ b_tch, i’m a certified villain (graow, graow)
f_ck the opps, put a tag on his face (face)
blue tips turn the car to a grave (boom)
we don’t shoot just to scare, we erase (nah)
ain’t no love in the field, just hate (hate, hate)

[verse 1]
(yeah)
whole block know my name, i’m a problem (problem)
ten deep in the van, masked up like gotham (ha)
f_ck a drive_by, b_tch, we walkin’ up proper (brrt)
left sh_lls on the floor, no lobster (nah)
catch lil’ buddy tryna post by the store (store)
hit him in the chest, he won’t rap no more (bow)
n_ggas out here cappin’ in they songs like pros (fake)
‘til they see that red beam, then they froze (froze)
we ain’t squashin’ no beef, keep it cookin’ (cookin’)
ak kick like a motherf_cka pushin’ (boom)
i ain’t into no games, no rookies (nah)
glock got a drum, f_ck a standard cookie (ha)
[interlude]
yeah (yeah)
spin, spin, spin, spin (graow)
don’t stop ‘til the clip run thin (bow)
yeah, yeah (yeah)

[chorus]
told that bh hit the block and go spin it (spin it)
big drum make the back of the benz start winnin’ (skrrt)
catch his ass lackin’ in the lot, we pin him (bow, bow)
ain’t no talk, lil’ b_tch, i’m a certified villain (graow, graow)
f_ck the opps, put a tag on his face (face)
blue tips turn the car to a grave (boom)
we don’t shoot just to scare, we erase (nah)
ain’t no love in the field, just hate (hate, hate)

[verse 2]
backstreet funeral, ride with the he_rs_ (he_rs_)
catch his ass first, he gon’ leave in the dirt (dirt)
young n_gga cold, i’ma make sh_t worse (worse)
pop two percs, then i go on a purge (purge)
opps in the club, gettin’ lit, that’s dumb (dumb)
we outside waitin’ in the rain with drums (boom)
f_ck talkin’ ‘bout peace, we want blood when it come (come)
everybody gettin’ hit, we don’t leave no crumbs (nah)
send a hit for a bag, that’s light (light)
young shooter put a beam on the pipe (pipe)
don’t post no pics, won’t type (nah)
real street sh_t, we don’t need no hype (woo)
[outro]
yeah (yeah)
f_ck the opps (opps)
backstreet funeral (funeral)
graow, graow, graow, graow! (bow, bow, bow)
spin it, spin it, spin it! (spin)
skrrt!

- k lyricone

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