kenzo balla – everybody shot كلمات اغاني
[intro: rayy balla & kenzo balla]
grrrr, gang
fto, f_ck the opps
every opp shot
doa
everything dead, n_gga
you know the f_ckin’ vibes, n_gga
everybody k, n_gga
every opp shot, word to my mother
every opp, every opp
they know what the f_ck goin’ on
n_ggas know what the f_ck goin’ on
gang, gang
[verse 1: rayy balla]
first n_gga move be the first n_gga shot (shot)
if they posted, we clearing that block (grrr)
tg gon’ hop out, he totin’ the chop (chop)
if he up it, i know he gon’ flock (flock)
don’t try to run and get hit in your top (grrt)
once he drop, then we bendin’ the block
we tryna make sure he dead, not alive (alive)
talk on gang then gеt put in the sky
first n_gga move be thе first n_gga shot (shot)
if they posted, we clearing that block (grrt)
tg gon’ hop out, he totin’ the chop (chop)
if he up it, i know he gon’ flock (flock)
don’t try to run and get hit in your top (top)
once he drop, then we bendin’ the block
we tryna make sure he dead, not alive (alive)
talk on gang then get put in the sky
[verse 2: ray balla & kenzo balla]
b_tch, i be drippin’ in all of this fashion
louis v pouch, holdin’ the ratchet
if he run up then this sh_t gon’ get tragic
that b_tch set him up for the macket
don’t like the talking, we gon’ hop out then start clappin’
four deep in the v wit’ the makks, b_tch
i was down bad, and i had to start trappin’
made a 20 and flipped it, the package
talkin’ on gang but they not ’bout no action
when i shoot, yeah, i do it with passion
talk on jb and get turn into ashes
n_ggas bunny hoppin’ to a casket
lotti got poked, hef got beat wit’ the hookah
n_ggas went out like some b_st_rds
yus got shot and he still ain’t get back yet (mb, mb)
we can link up, i ain’t with the rap sh_t (i ain’t)
[verse 3: kenzo balla]
who that? we gon’ knock off his m_ffin
hop out the v, my adrenaline rushin’ (grrt_baow)
i just popped the percy, now i’m bussin’ (i’m bussin’)
any opp n_gga i see, bet i’m dumpin’ (bet i’m dumping’)
super stitchy wit’ the 50’s clutching (clutching’)
we get busy, we ain’t wit’ the tusslin’ (we ain’t wit’ the tusslin’)
opps say they totin’ but them n_ggas bluffin’ (they bluffin’)
n_ggas talkin’ but who is they touchin’ (who?)
i was gon’ chill but they dead got me started (they started)
when i spin, i’ma aim at my targets
sippin’ the wocky, mexxy hit the hardest (mexxy hit the hardest)
roll up the lotti, now it’s time to spark it (now it’s time to spark it)
talkin’ on bro then he must be r_t_rded
they should know my n_ggas really park sh_t
they needa stop rappin’, all them n_ggas garbage
and they know we gon’ spin it regardless
yus gz got hit in his chest
damien lv got hit in his neck
i’m surprised that n_gga ain’t get left
f_ck a [?], pass me the tec
all the oppositions getting stretched
‘lotta opps gettin’ hit, who gon’ be next?
spin the hill, tryna catch us some reck
if we catch an oy, put him on his neck
got a whole lot of shots for lee drilly
we can link up wit’ our chops, it get busy
she get treeshy when she off the henny
and i’m off the yerc’, so we both f_ckin’ deady
on the ave, just catch me in the 50’s
we don’t jack lv’s, no oy’s or drillys
throw up a four and this sh_t gon’ get mixy
i’ma up, i ain’t passin’ no stitchy
[verse 4: tg crippy]
why these oy n_ggas sucking’ d_ck?
but they never try to bend the strip
if i see a oy, then that n_gga get hit
yeah, you know i’m backin’ out the grip
these n_ggas be talkin’, they just suckin’ d_ck
if i catch ’em, then it’s gettin’ lit
and you know i’m posted wit’ the crips
with some makks, ready for a hit
y’all n_ggas be talkin’, y’all ain’t doin’ sh_t
i’m cracking’ the 4’s while i’m f_ckin’ your b_tch
and y’all n_ggas should know how it go
when i’m on the opp block, better keep that pole
catch bookie and he gotta go (p_ssy)
’cause i’m really tryna up the score
we winnin’, y’all losin’
mex in the blunt and that sh_t got me snoozin’
who you touchin’? n_gga, is you stupid?
i’d poke a n_gga wit’ a toothpick
i’on think these n_ggas really do sh_t, they just makin’ music
and i swear these n_ggas really stupid
theirs mans died, they ain’t do sh_t (dubskii)
k_dizzy brains on the floor
had the fourzy n_ggas lookin’ stupid
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