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lazer dim 700 - 1030 كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(it’s mwk on this sh_t)
f_ck, f_ck
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck

[chorus]
roll up another one, i need me another one
these b_tches goin’, gon’ let my lil’ brother hit
every time i’m scorin’, you know when i up this b_tch
poppin’ out late, poppin’ sh_t
run a n_gga pockets, see what he got
forty dollars for a patek, ice it out
different kind of drugs, any b_tch you can buy
lil’ twin waitin’ on me to drop “super why”
hundred_round drum, this b_tch go, “frrt, frrt,” you shot
speakers in the trunk, blow these b_tches out
stand in front the crowd, rap into the mic
all these hoes got a chance, they ain’t gotta fight
rubber bands on my racks, keep it tight
get out the v, this a motherf_ckin’ striker
two scopes mounted on the top of my rifle

[verse]
that n_gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh_t, f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?
beat down the motherf_ckin’ block, get trapped out
lil’ twin walk in party and spot a opp out
lil’ lazer the hardest, the prices done went up
let down that window, you see the smoke come out black truck
whip out this sh_t on crowd, make ’em back up
all these f_ckin’ times i’m travelin’ too
i got racks with me, jump out a plane
havin’ motion, ho gon’ f_ck on the gang
the smoke up, it’s in the sky
i’m in a black truck, you can’t see my eye
i’m in a black truck, you can’t see my face
i trap this b_tch out for minimum wage
get out the mini store, 12 serve the plays
put down that f_ckin’ strap, you need a taser
these n_ggas hatin’, they ain’t beefin’ with lazer
b_tches ain’t wanna f_ck, see me on tv now
i get this shake off too, i can’t leave it out
get the pack off, then i’m back to the f_ckin’ spot
how the f_ck n_gga get jammed with a switch on glock?
come out the woods like a animal, make no sound
all they eyes rollin’ whenever if i pop out
get on the stage, then i pipe this b_tch up
dripped the f_ck out anywhere that i go
n_gga get popped, turn his shirt to red, huh
come on my block, you gon’ see nothin’ but horror (horror), uh
[chorus]
roll up another one, i need me another one
these b_tches goin’, gon’ let my lil’ brother hit
every time i’m scorin’, you know when i up this b_tch
poppin’ out late, poppin’ sh_t
run a n_gga pockets, see what he got
forty dollars for a patek, ice it out
different kind of drugs, any b_tch you can buy
lil’ twin waitin’ on me to drop “super why”
hundred_round drum, this b_tch go, “frrt, frrt,” you shot
speakers in the trunk, blow these b_tches out
stand in front the crowd, rap into the mic
all these hoes got a chance, they ain’t gotta fight
rubber bands on my racks, keep it tight
get out the v, this a motherf_ckin’ striker
two scopes mounted on the top of my rifle

[outro]
f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
f_ck

- lazer dim 700

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