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makeoutcy – kill em! كلمات اغاني

[chorus, makeoutcy]

yeah, yeah
yeah yeah

dogs barkin’
we be gettin’ to the lot
i be shooting motherf_ckers
and i pull up wit the glock
oh we bool or we not
every time i see the clock
i be k!lling everything
like we gon’ break all these locks yeah
dogs barkin’
we be gettin’ to the lot
i be shooting motherf_ckers
and i pull up with the glock
oh we bool or we not
every time i see the clock
i be k!lling everything
like we gon’ brеak all these locks
yeah yеah

got me tokyo drifting
we all up for the bag
got me going crazy
so i pull up wit the tac
designer on me
and i be blowing like a frag
i be goin’ crazy
so i k!ll em’ wit my mag
yeah got me up like zelda
and i’ll pull up on yo face
got me goin’ dummy
so i’ll shoot up on they case
ion give a f_ck
if they gonna come and chase
shawty lookin’ bad
so we be pullin’ up wit k’s

[zqnnex]
dodgin’ and turnin’, lil’ b_tch we leave him on his ass
f_cked up, lucked up, hit him with the mac
a n_gga run up on the bros, we drown a n_gga, kodak black
gettin’ to the money, n_gga’s all about the bag
we push the limits like pistons
a n_gga talk, you should listen
these n_ggas want recognition
my ice gon’ shine and it glisten
i keep a .40 on my lap, bad b_tch she throwin’ ass
choppa be bussin’, we sendin’ bullets to his back
brodie talkin’ tough, we pull up on him, choppa provin’ he a b_tch
a n_gga always talkin’ sh_t, but we gon’ hit him with a stick
bad b_tch wantin’ chips
so i hit it then i dip
i keep on countin’ up my guala, while you lookin’ like a b_tch
god d_mn
i been countin’ up my guala, vx make the room go “bam”
these n_ggas always talkin’ sh_t, so now this choppa make him dance
and b_tch i move with the gang, leave a n_gga in a trance
shorty bad and she feelin’ on my pants
[nikssick]
okay b_tch less talking
b_tch start walking
got my choppa if you opping
imma spray the k
f_ck the fists no mma
imma have to smoke a j
put the k up to his brain
f_ck the change, i make it rain
i got h_lla bands in my pocket
i’ve been making hits, i’m not stopping
until the ceiling come dropping b_tch
okay wait
what?
b_tch i’m coming up
they like “son of a_”
when they see that i’m running up
a little kid from the south
who’ll put his d_ck in yo mouth
if you think of talking sh_t
imma smoke a j until i’m done wit it
put the ash out on your leg
getting racks i’m getting paid
kicking sh_t like bruce wayne
when i swerve into your lane
running sh_t like major payne
pull up in a brand new range
cop a brand new pistol brand new aim b_tch
i don’t play them games
when i pull up, let the choppa sang
i can’t buy a b_tch a wedding rang
bout a hundred thousand b_tches
and they know my name yeah
b_tch, i’m nikssick yeah
f_ck yo b_tch like (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
dogs barkin’
we be gettin’ to the lot
i be shooting motherf_ckers
and i pull up with the glock
oh we bool or we not
every time i see the clock
i be k!lling everything
like we gon’ break all these locks yeah
dogs barkin’
we be gettin’ to the lot
i be shooting motherf_ckers
and i pull up with the glock
oh we bool or we not
every time i see the clock
i be k!lling everything
like we gon’ break all these locks
yeah yeah
got me tokyo drifting
we all up for the bag
got me going crazy
so i pull up with the tac
designer on me
and i be blowing like a frag
i be goin’ crazy
so i k!ll em’ wit my mag
yeah got me up like zelda
and i’ll pull up on yo face
got me goin’ dummy
so i’ll shoot up on they case
ion give a f_ck
if they gonna come and chase
shawty lookin’ bad
so we be pullin’ up wit k’s

- makeoutcy

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