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lanze - loud lyrics
[intro: lanze]
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
get that sh_t
hey, hey
narpha whoa!
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
f_ck that sh_t
clout, b_tch
[chorus: lanze & forever]
talkin’ h_lla sh_t, got them rounds, b_tch (rounds, b_tch, huh, what?)
all them n______ wit it, you some clowns, b_tch (what, hey!)
run up on you n______, gun you down, b_tch (hey)
don’t make a sound, b_tch (hey), don’t make a sound, b_tch (hey, hey)
pull up on you n______, you some clowns, b_tch (wha?, hey!)
my n_____ really about the trap sh_t (yeah!)
we pull up on your block, we takin’ over it (hey!)
if you think about it, you don’t know this sh_t (hey, hey!)
[verse 1: lanze & forever]
i’m a shark, you a goldfish
talkin’ h_lla sh_t, hit your f_ckin’ lip (hey!)
diamonds dancin’, watch them drip
alrеady know what it is (hey, hey, hey!)
alrеady know what it is (hey!)
i’m running them’ streets, i’m already rich
i hop in the coupe and i skrrt off the dip
yo b_tch, she a thot, she give brain in the whip
dance around in the gate to the clip
we makin’ a movie all up in this b_tch
you talkin’ that sh_t then your ass gettin’ hit
i’m really about it for talking that sh_t
ain’t f_ck with these bullets, gon’ leave yo’ ass hit
dirty pints, so n0body finds them
grippin’ them sticks, they makin’ no silence
she so bad so she ‘posed to get money
f_ck around, takin’ a trip to the island
run around, yeah, you know we wildin’ (hey, what, hey, hey!)
run around, yeah, you know that we wildin’ (hey, duh, what, b_tch, yeah!)
[chorus: lanze & forever]
talkin’ h_lla sh_t, got them rounds, b_tch (rounds!, huh, what?)
all them n______ wit it, you some clowns, b_tch (what, hey!)
run up on you n______, gun you down, b_tch (hey)
don’t make a sound, b_tch (hey), don’t make a sound, b_tch (yeah!, hey)
pull up on you n______, you some clowns, b_tch (wha?, hey!)
my n_____ really about the trap sh_t (yeah!)
we pull up on your block, we takin’ over it (hey!)
if you think about it, you don’t know this sh_t (hey, hey!)
[verse 2: forever]
my ounces ain’t fair for her one
young ohio, know get money down the merlion (yeahhh!)
they don’t smoke dope, boy, i’m still’ grievin’
then i make my felonies, take it out in cleveland
i’m from the city (yeah), where you can get it, man
box in the air, the plane is leavin’
back to the basics, and we might move in
already know that your boy’s in the studio
soap & a mask, i might smoke him in the studio (facts!)
and i got a choppa that come with a buck end
let out 50 shots, that’s when i come stuck in
gun him in the studio, whippin’ up big fish (aight)
gun him down on my mane, he ain’t got sh_t
[chorus: lanze & forever]
talkin’ h_lla sh_t, got them rounds, b_tch (rounds, b_tch!)
all them n______ wit it, you some clowns, b_tch (what, hey!)
run up on you n______, gun you down, b_tch (hey)
don’t make a sound, b_tch (hey), don’t make a sound, b_tch (hey, hey)
pull up on you n______, you some clowns, b_tch (wha?, hey!)
my n_____ really about the trap sh_t (yeah!)
we pull up on your block, we takin’ over it (hey!)
if you think about it, you don’t know this sh_t (hey, hey!)
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