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prøtøkâp - how 2 drill lyrics

[intro: goattalkk novaa]
(that n_gga nate crazy okay)
(slide, uh)
(slide, slide, slide)
(uh, uh, huh, novaa)
(novaa)
(uh, this how you step on a n—, bounce out the—, & shoot that b_tch—, uh yea)
(cl!ck, i shoot that b_tch till it cl!ck—, till it cl!ck)
(novaa)

[hook: goattalkk novaa]
uh, this how you step on a n_gga, bounce out the v & shoot that b_tch till it cl!ck (brrah)
bullets was going so fast went left to right & up & down & shii (down, down)
i hopped out the car & chased his ass on feet, to make sure ion miss (ion miss)
dissin the gang the fastest way you gone die (you gone die), ain’t no calling quits (callin’ quits)
see em hop chase em, run em down, you go to god (go to god n_gga)
.223 up on my lap i shoot it at yo’ spine (at yo spine)
& all these n_ggas really ho, they talkin’ sh_t they out of line (they out of line)
i roll a 3.5 right too my face (facе), im tryna get out my mind (out my mind)

[verse: 4d kap]
i keep a glock ‘n’ my pocket, the first n_gga play, that b_tch gonе shoot like harden
diss on the gang, usain bolt, that f_ck n_gga run when that b_tch get to sparkin’ (brrah)
f_ck a hotbox ‘n’ the v, we hopout blastin’ .45 hit that target (fah, fah, fah)
grahhhhhh
sound of a switch on a glock, i bet that b_tch gone mark em (skrrt)
walk ‘n’ the trap got glocks, all ‘n’ the oldsmobile this b_tch to packed (that bih too packed)
thinkin’ it’s sweet, that’s n_gga gone speak on deceased that n_gga got turned to a pack (turned to a pack)
sh_t ion’ een know what i’m sayin’ they know ian’ playin’
big kap stay wit’ a mac (blrrd, blrrd, blrrd)
n_gga got put ‘n’ dat song for thinkin’ sh_t sweet (grahh), n_gga got belt to ass (grahh, grahh)
[verse: goattalkk novaa]
2 of my opps just died ‘n’ 2 days
call up zar, he hit the e_way (hit the e)
hear this sh_t all on the news, you know that who did it
you know that we slide broad_day (slide)
don’t diss yo’ name for fame, like f_ck yo’ gang, them bullets hit yo’ brain (hit yo’ brain)
like f_ck you b_tch, you say you wanna beef, well b_tch just catch a stain (catch a stain)
(b_tch just catch a stain)
(b_tch i shoot you ‘n’ yo f_ckin’ b—)
(talking sh_t about me you gone die, do that sh_t again)
(you gone—)
(brdah)

[hook: goattalkk novaa]
uh, this how you step on a n_gga, bounce out the v & shoot that b_tch till it cl!ck (till it cl!ck)
bullets was going so fast went left to right & up & down & shii (down, down)
i hopped out the car & chased his ass on feet, to make sure ion miss (ion miss)
dissin the gang the fastest way you gone die (you gone die), ain’t no calling quits (novaa)
see em hop chase em, run em down, you go to god (go to god)
.223 up on my lap i shoot it at yo’ spine (at yo spine, come_here)
& all these n_ggas really ho, they talkin’ sh_t they out of line (out of line)
i roll a 3.5 right too my face im tryna get out my mind (tryna’ get out my mind)

[verse: 4d kap]
uh, i up a 3.5 to the face let a first n_gga play he gon die today (uh_huh)
thinking bout old shii back in the day might f_ck around and slide today (slide)
like where the f_ck these n_ggas at, why these n_ggas ain’t outside today (come on)
i take a li b_tch, put d_ck ‘n’ the back of her throat then make her shine a k (shine a k)
opp ass how tried to line me, ion give a f_ck, b_tch i brung, a glock on the date
f_ck n_gga, hit me bout a zip, ion give a f_ck i’ll give em shake
dumb n_gga post that pole on his page, knowin’ that sh_t be fake (ahhh)
[verse: goattalkk novaa]
opp n_gga died, caught his bros at the funeral, d_mn near shot up the wait (shot up the wait)
all these bodies on my belt, i feel them n_ggas on my waist (they on my waist)
these n_ggas b_tch they wanna be kap, like why the f_ck you wearing bape (wearin’ bape)

[verse: prøtøkâp]
okay, i know he tried to match the pole, until he saw that drac (boom, boom)
my b_tch so bad, i f_ck her good (huh_what?), i break her spine, & pull her waist (pull her waist)
assassinations, b_tch we closin’ cases when i hopout on feet (out on feet)
i’ll burn yo’ ass & have my gah embalm you, hang you from a tree (from a tree)
ion’ want no fame nah (nah), i just want your head boy
me & kap we do the dash, we sliding right down brightwood (we sliding right down brightwood)
bullets was goin’ so fast, they had the neighbors like what the f_ck they on
nah, bullets so loud the neighbors like “what’s that sound?”, my n_gga f_ck dat song (like what that?)

[outro: prøtøkâp]
(yea, up this b_tch, you know you gone)
(ain’t got no time, my n_gga bust yo’ dome)
(blrahh)
(novaa)
(slide)
(4d kap)
(novaa)
(slide, & get yo’ brudda clapped)
(get yo’ brudda clapped)

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