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lil' drell - fuck shit up كلمات أغنية

[intro]
frr, frr, 7 block, bh
bah, bah, bah, bah
f_ck them n_ggas, f_ck they dead homies too
all my opps gon’ die, that’s a f_ckin’ fact

[verse]
uh, uh, lil’ tony tried to duck, but caught them hollows, now he finished (boom)
lil’ ray ran for his life, but we still caught his ass and clipped him (brr, brr)
hollow tips inside my glock, when i shoot, that b_tch be glitchin’ (switch)
screamin’ “f_ck yo’ dead homie,” p_ssy boy, come get your l!ck in (try it)
lil’ moe talkin’ crazy, caught him lackin’, now he swimmin’ (drowned his ass)
b_tch, we catch the opps, we ain’t for talkin’, we just end ’em (f_ck ’em up)
n_ggas know we spinnin’, broad day, we get to bl!ckin’ (grrah)
talkin’ out his neck, now his face all on a pendant (stupid ass n_gga)
drench ‘em, drench ‘em, drench ‘em, drеnch ‘em, f_ck his set, b_tch (what?)
spinnin’ through they block, pop out, glock right at his chеst, b_tch (frr)
n_gga took a shot, but he ain’t die, he just a blessed b_tch (lucky)
all my shooters demons, we ain’t sendin’ threats, we sendin’ hits (huh?)
boy, yo’ ass a goofy (what?), you must wanna die (for real)
all my k!llers reckless, they the type to shoot a spy (ha_ha)
i pop out the cut, let off a drum and make his mama cry (boom)
b_tch, we hit they hood and leave it dry like that sh_t sterilized (it’s dead)
we make n_ggas run, f_ck they tough sh_t, they just lie (lyin’ ass)
ain’t no lackin’, i got switches in this b_tch, it’s do or die (grrah, grrah)
hollows to his head, left him twitchin’, tell his dumb ass bye (bye_bye)
talkin’ to the dead, i hit the graveyard, smokin’ opps, i’m high (d_mn)
murder in my thoughts, got my finger itchin’ like a fiend (i need it)
speedin’ in the scat, ain’t no slowin’ down, just flee the scene (skrrt)
f_ck them n_ggas talkin’, ain’t no truce, b_tch, we gon’ keep it mean (no peace)
b_tch, we up the score, your favorite shooter in a fin’ dream (ha_ha)
dissin’ on the set (what?), now his ass dead (b_tch)
ran too fin’ slow, caught a headshot, now he fled (boom, boom)
“n_gga, why you dissin’?” ’cause i want them n_ggas dead (they gotta go)
playin’ like you gangsta ’til we pull up, leave you red (f_ck na)
b_tch, we put sh_t to rest, new fn, this b_tch filled up with lead (hollows)
switch up on the back, if i get caught, i’m goin’ fed (nah)
feelin’ like a mob boss, i’ll get you hit about my bread (for real)
i ain’t cuffin’ sh_t, left that b_tch on read, she just some head (thot)
shout_out to the stones (what?), shout_out to the moes (brr)
but f_ck them other n_ggas, drop that addy, then we roll (boom)
all my shorties savage, they just love to up them poles (shoot)
b_tch, we spin sh_t, masked up like some fin’ ghosts (huh?)
he thought it was sweet, ‘til we popped out and did the most (grrah)
caught that goofy lackin’, now his mama makin’ posts (crying)
ain’t no switchin’ sides, b_tch, you wit’ us or a ghost (f_ck ’em)
if i up this draco, then it’s up, i ain’t gon’ choke (brr, brr)
not his legs, i want the throat, left his brains all on the floor (boom)
i ain’t even tryin’, this the hardest sh_t i wrote (d_mn)
we be clappin’ sh_t, get suited up and hit them drills (go)
n_ggas barbequin’, left his body on the grill (grrah)
b_tch, i love this sh_t, i ain’t pop no pill, this just my thrills (skrrt)
came up in that jungle, too many nights without a meal (b_tch)

- lil drell

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