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killa dred - “spin out the gate” كلمات أغنية

[intro: k!lla dred]
(gnb, b_tch)
yeah… k!lla dred
big 3_0 in this muhf_cka
whole lotta dead opp talk

[verse 1: k!lla dred]
ayy, who the f_ck let dude outside? that boy was food, we caught his ride
hop out wildin’ in designer, draco swingin’ side to side
ain’t no rental, stole this dodge, this b_tch move like it’s supercharged
i ain’t sign no deal yet, still send shots through bougie yards
took his b_tch to do the dash, she suck me off while clutchin’ poles
ain’t no cap in none my rap, i left a stain on brimstone road
n_ggas postin’ guns like threats, but never bang, they really hoes
put a switch up on this chop, now when it blink, it overdose
all my k!llers jackin’ goon, we slam sh_t out without a mask
f_ck yo’ block, that sh_t got swept, we doubled back and then we laughed
pressure bustin’ out the whip, this smoke so loud, it might collapse
ain’t no show if i ain’t strapped, this .40 bark like it got wrath

[verse 2: big30]
big 30 steppin’, ho, don’t trip, i push the b_tton, bodies flip
these lil’ rappers poppin’ lips, but can’t come back across that strip
i’m in crestview with my youngins, all they know is bl!ck and blitz
he had dreams of gettin’ rich, but caught a hollow through his lips
ayy, we don’t do no back_and_forths, this ain’t tennis, we do hits
keep that beam right on his nose, turn that n_gga to a b_tch
posted 50k on threads, then dropped a opp by clarkin bridge
tryna catch me lackin’ rare, i keep a tec like this sh_t rigged
that lil’ ho thought i was sweet, she got curved for talkin’ crazy
left her blocked and traumatized, now she post like i’m her baby
all my whips got dirty plates, all my guns got dirty past
all these rappers cappin’ drills, but they don’t know how sh_t get nasty
[verse 3: k!lla dred]
yeah, i’m back for blood, boy, f_ck a peace sign
came through swervin’, opps got blitzed like it’s a d_line
hit his block in 4k, cops can’t trace it, we don’t rewind
this fn go stutter step, it’s shootin’ like it’s knee_high
my name hold weight in every cell, i’m good from east to west
still got warrants in fictitious states, ain’t slept since i been blessed
ain’t no flexin’ for no b_tch, she suck me ’cause i press her ex
you can duck all that online sh_t, real life gon’ leave you wet

- killa dred

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