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lil k9 - dead wrong كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
he was dissin’ on the net, now that p_ssy dead wrong (boom!)
caught him slippin’ outta school, shot his head, gone (blatt!)
i been ridin’ wit’ that k like it’s my ringtone (grrah!)
say he slid, but that’s cap, b_tch, we been on (facts!)
hundred rounds in this whip, leave the whole zone (bah!)
say it’s smoke? we pop out, get your dome blown (boom_boom!)
we don’t tweet, we just creep where your bros roam (shhh…)
now his name in the dirt, made a opp song (b_tch!)

[verse 1]
p_ssy n_gga got a vest? i don’t aim below the neck (nah!)
talkin’ reckless in them songs — now he dyin’ for respect (dummy!)
told my shorty “chase him down,” leave his body in a mess (boom!)
caught his cousin in the whip — he got turned into a check (cash out!)
we be shootin’ sh_t for fun, this ain’t no movie, this real blood (blood!)
i got youngins in the field, and they love to leave sh_t stuck (grrr!)
we don’t duck sh_t, we bust sh_t, hit the lights, then f_ck sh_t up (skrrt!)
left his brains all on the curb, now his name forever up (bah_bah!)

[chorus]
he was dissin’ on the net, now that p_ssy dead wrong (grrah!)
caught him slippin’ outta school, shot his head, gone (boom!)
i been ridin’ wit’ that k like it’s my ringtone (facts!)
say he slid, but that’s cap, b_tch, we been on (on gang!)
hundred rounds in this whip, leave the whole zone (boom!)
say it’s smoke? we pop out, get your dome blown (boom_boom!)
we don’t tweet, we just creep where your bros roam (shhh…)
now his name in the dirt, made a opp song (f_ck ’em!)
[verse 2]
all these rappers cappin’ hard, they ain’t never held no steel (p_ssy!)
i was posted on the 9, thuggin’ hard without a deal (on god!)
hit the cut, the windows drop, and i’m tryna get a k!ll (grrah!)
if i miss, i spin again — b_tch, i do this sh_t for real (spin back!)
he a opp, then f_ck his kids, f_ck his mama, f_ck his auntie (f_ck ‘em!)
got a draco in my lap, and this ho sound like a banshee (boom!)
i don’t do no talkin’, if it’s war, then it’s stamped (facts!)
got the city on my back, turn your block to a camp (bang_bang!)

[chorus]
he was dissin’ on the net, now that p_ssy dead wrong (bah!)
caught him slippin’ outta school, shot his head, gone (boom!)
i been ridin’ wit’ that k like it’s my ringtone (grrah!)
say he slid, but that’s cap, b_tch, we been on (slatt!)
hundred rounds in this whip, leave the whole zone (boom!)
say it’s smoke? we pop out, get your dome blown (blatt!)
we don’t tweet, we just creep where your bros roam (on bro!)
now his name in the dirt, made a opp song (haha — b_tch!)

- lil k9

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