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paragroup - deads lyrics
verse 1: soser
we finna walk in the function
h_ll nah, n____ you cannot get in (yeah)
yall n____ not sipping tussin
you ain’t my twin and you ain’t got a band
g19 with a red dot
that’s your hoe and she keep gettin headshots
can’t see you but yeah you get shot
in the field b_tch i feel like i’m dred scott
watch out he get his head shot
your b_tch i’m getting my d_ck sucked
how you shoot but you miss yeah
pockets fat like they rick ross
pockets on fat yeah they chubby
finna grip her, my d_ck in her tummy
wipe your nose ’cause it’s runny
how you “on one” but you running
boy finna run he do track
f&n got that b_tch movin back
run up on me leave you flat
get put down likе a mat
verse 2: paragroup
she wanna kick it with thе gang
choppa it firing flames
no i don’t know none of these b_tches names
i can’t f_ck with you, you a lame
i got a choppa, shoot with good aim
said that you cool asked around you a lame
i_i_i’m finna shoot with no trust
he talkin’ down he get hit with the k
b_tch ima ball out, 2k
i put that word on my deads
i got a draco with them specs
bro are you stupid you gotta be sped
i got a .50 cal at his head
i got your bad b_tch in my bed
bro we know that you been fed
talkin on me send him back to his deads
verse 3: soser
i’m finna ride with my shooter
b_tch i ride with a drac
n____ was so down bad, had no bread, had to make something shake
i was a young n____
i was so destined to get it, or i take it
you must be a dumb n____
b_tch ima pop me an x, feel like i’m in sp_ce
can’t f_ck with no n____ that be fed
n____ try lil che
i need 100k or you dead
heavy artillery b_tch
i got an ar with a leg
my n____s shoot and don’t miss
i had him aim in at your dreads
i don’t give a f_ck about sh_t
n____ i spit all on your deads
verse 4: che
i don’t give a f_ck about sh_t
xd45 stock combat with a mark two you get ripped
n_nah i ain’t signing no deal
apg why you all on my d_ck
i’m the one keeping it real
she want some love told that hoe eat d_ck
i heard he dead, n____ get yo mans
i’m in eastside with lil glo
i spend a band with my gangalangs
he get put in a bin
how you miss all of your shots
if it was me, n____ spin again
i just don’t love all my thots
they be like “che can we all get in”
verse 5: kloutgabe
i was a young n____
i had to scam lil bro for a motherf_ckin’ stick
you must be dumb n____
if you think yo lil ass hoe gon let you hit
i_i_i got a drum n____
xd45 hit that lil n____ in his sh_t
i got a gun n____
i_i’m gon jugg his lil ass hoe for his motherf_cking ricks
(woo)
i don’t give a f_ck about sh_t
xd45 stock combat to your mouth yeah you get ripped
i_i ain’t gotta shoot that lil ass n____ he get lit
if he want a feat, my n____, it’s the same amount as yo rent
verse 6: tyxonsmith
that boy talkin sh_t up on the net then he get clipped (yeah)
ran in the mall and i came with your b_tch
can’t tell him sh_t
that boy is a snitch
xd45, i ain’t a rookie
you got with a hoe i done hit as a cookie
i follow the money and this where it took me
hit my n____ chris if you wanna go book me
acog scope said i don’t got aim i blow out ya nose
i’m in that b_tch goin’ toe to toe
i’m in that maybach, break the road (ah)
acog scope on me, i’m down, i’m ready to blow
b_tch i’m down to f_ck on your hoe
i know she down to ride the boat
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