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lil dre6o - 12am in the a كلمات أغنية

[intro: lil dre6o]
just sold a pound, went out of town, sell two more when i land
i just sold a pound, went out of, hold on, hold on

[chorus: lil dre6o]
i’m in the a, outside at 12 a.m., won’t catch me at no light
gsp be scared to get behind me, they wouldn’t know this a strike
my shooter tryna walk down with no mask on, tell him, “don’t do it, no, it’s alright”
ain’t doin’ no wreckin’, every time we on the chase, i’m known to come get this b_tch right
i can’t even cap, my mind on the same sh_t, got all these racks, i’m still ain’t changin’
hold on, i’m really from the westside, why she the only sh_t i’m claimin’?
just me and my g_flex, know i’m havin’ real sk!lls, shoot this b_tch, no aimin’ (uh, say what?)
said he wanna be famous, gon’ die for all that clout you chasin’

[verse 1: lil dre6o]
better watch your back, know you a target, n_gga
you did that to yourself
you dissed me in your song, you dumb as f_ck, you askin’ for the belt
this opp ho think she got one, just don’t know i played her to the left
finna start a class, i gotta teach these n_ggas how to step
i stomp the gas, you won’t see me again, can’t wait ’til gt free again
uh, these n_ggas broke, ain’t got no paper, can’t show me a ten
lil’ twin gon’ spaz out every time, don’t care what mood he in
just sold a pound, went out of town, sell two more when i land

[verse 2: lil rae]
come through with .308s, i heard he tryna troll, stop all that playin’
this lil’ ho ran her mouth, i can’t f_ck with a fan (what?)
and we be on that hot sh_t, gotta ride ’round with a fan
come through, kidnap your mans, watch out for that all_white minivan (it’s up)
twin sold a couple bags, we gon’ sell more soon as he land
all that poppin’ out the mouth gon’ make me and twin flip your jag’ (d_mn)
my stick came with a fifty, n_gga, don’t ask me why i’m saggin’ (f_ck you talkin’ ’bout, n_gga?)
send a blitz on him like madden
make a n_gga run like harris
i’m ’bout to chase that p_ssy boy down with a switch
sad to say, but it’s the truth (uh)
mlk really died for sh_t like this (it’s true)
i was broke, couldn’t afford a nugget, n_gga, it’s fifty on my wrist
now i’m up, can’t tell me nothin’, n_gga, i’m turnt like jimi hendrix
[chorus: lil dre6o]
i’m in the a, outside at 12 a.m., won’t catch me at no light
gsp be scared to get behind me, they wouldn’t know this a strike
my shooter tryna walk down with no mask on, tell him, “don’t do it, no, it’s alright”
ain’t doin’ no wreckin’, every time we on the chase, i’m known to come get this b_tch right
i can’t even cap, my mind on the same sh_t, got all these racks, i’m still ain’t changin’
hold on, i’m really from the westside, why she the only sh_t i’m claimin’?
just me and my g_flex, know i’m havin’ real sk!lls, shoot this b_tch, no aimin’ (uh, say what?)
said he wanna be famous, gon’ die for all that clout you chasin’

- lil dre6o

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