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odtriggerkid - guns glocks tecs and dracs كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(i wanna go to la)
yeah, b_tch
gang, gang, gang, gang
slatt, slatt
odtriggerkid, b_tch
we ridin’ with
guns, glocks, tecs and dracs
don’t duck, don’t lag, don’t play

[chorus]
guns, glocks, tecs and dracs
hop out broad day, leave a b_tch on his face
he postin’ his strap like he active — cap
we ran in his trap, made him show us the safe
i ride with sh_t that’ll flip your whip
lil’ bro pop out, don’t need no bait
put a hole in his head, now his crew yellin’ “wait!”
too late, he took that bait
b_tch keep beggin’ for d_ck, but i’m busy
i’m outside tryna spin through a city
your gang got clapped, now y’all cryin’ in a huddle
y’all soft, y’all ain’t never been gritty
don’t compare me to none of these babies
my glock got a switch, and the kick too crazy
i’m short but i walk like a motherf_ckin’ demon
catch him lackin’, get cooked like bacon
[verse]
yeah, i pop x, thеn hop in the whip
feelin’ like death whеn i load this clip
slidin’ on ops with a tec on my lap
lil’ b_tch text me, said, “come give tip”
i ain’t no lover, i’m shootin’ for fun
left that boy twitchin’ like he caught a stun
b_tch, i been evil since i was young
put a beam on his chest, now he glow like the sun
he say he a shooter? i don’t believe that
we takin’ his stick, now he cryin’, “please back”
i been on demon time since knee_high
now i’m with k!llers that dress in ski masks
f_ck what he claim, his hood too lame
they don’t even slide, they just post and bang
tell that b_tch i don’t wanna link
she ain’t suckin’ no d_ck, then stay in your lane
i ain’t never been friendly, i don’t dap no hand
i don’t do no net beef, i just slide in vans
if i hear you got packs, then i’m on your ass
and i’m takin’ it all like uncle sam
you trustin’ that hoe? she already chose
had my kids in her mouth before you even rose
this life get wicked, and that’s how it goes
we kickin’ in doors, not playin’ with codes
told lil’ bro, don’t bring no stock
we only ride with sh_t that chop
he froze up once — now he a doc
got tagged and bagged like produce stock
put a switch on every stick we got
i don’t care what judge or case get dropped
i slide with purpose, not for props
you die on live, they call it ops
[chorus]
guns, glocks, tecs and dracs
hop out broad day, leave a b_tch on his face
he postin’ his strap like he active — cap
we ran in his trap, made him show us the safe
i ride with sh_t that’ll flip your whip
lil’ bro pop out, don’t need no bait
put a hole in his head, now his crew yellin’ “wait!”
too late, he took that bait
b_tch keep beggin’ for d_ck, but i’m busy
i’m outside tryna spin through a city
your gang got clapped, now y’all cryin’ in a huddle
y’all soft, y’all ain’t never been gritty
don’t compare me to none of these babies
my glock got a switch, and the kick too crazy
i’m short but i walk like a motherf_ckin’ demon
catch him lackin’, get cooked like bacon

[outro]
slatt
odtriggerkid
we outside with the smoke, b_tch
don’t play dumb
this ain’t no movie
you get clapped for actin’

- odtriggerkid

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