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run up or get fucked up - lil gunsmoke كلمات أغنية

[intro: lil gunsmoke]
mm_mm, mm_mm_mm_mm, mm_mm
long live my brother, he smoked your b_tch_ass cousin
we finna f_ck this b_tch up
go

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[verse 1: lil gunsmoke]
when i shot that p_ssy, i was fresh as h_ll
amiri my jeans, dior on my belt
f_ck your blog, i ain’t postin’ no l
we four deep with sticks and sh_lls
kick that door, bodies droppin’ like h_ll
beat his ass down, we the reason they bail
catch two more, i’m hittin’ twelve, b_tch, go
i don’t tote no nine, only glock or drac’, that weak sh_t jam
you can’t call me no rapper, b_tch, i’m still lettin’ sh_t blam
i lit sh_t up, better ask your fam
i left ten dead, but one in the jam
switch on the b_tch, tap once, it slam, go, go
high_speed chase, don’t crash the whip
f_ck your cousin and f_ck your clique
i ain’t squashin’ sh_t, i want all that smoke
same b_tch talkin’, now he a ghost
i chased a n_gga down with my own feet
come here, b_tch, ain’t no hidin’ from me
took a bullet in the arm, was outside same week
my first drill, i bodied three
i’m a top hitter, y’all know i’m elite
caught five n_ggas on my xd piece
that ho ain’t gang, he ain’t caught no heat
it’s me and drezz in a suv
spin down south, then we spin up east
f_ck y’all n_ggas, i ain’t claimin’ no peace
n_ggas be hoes, be duckin’ that beef, b_tch
[verse 2: k!lla drezz]
when we hop out, we all bang sh_t on sight
we don’t shoot from cars, b_tch, we walk down right
this a brand_new k with a beam so bright
we bust them doors, he tripped, left his ass overnight
i love my scope, i be poppin’ sh_t from deep
me and the gang ride dirty, spinnin’ off west street
i’m really f_cked up, i’ll shoot myself on repeat
smoke said he got a goofy, take him down, that n_gga sweet
caught his dumb ass tryna flex, left his brains on his sneaks
said he had cash on my head, now he gone same week
uh, backend a fiend, he geek without his pills
i know them opps mad as f_ck gettin’ clapped by a deal
don’t take his watch, that sh_t ain’t real
we put tyree’s ass on a mural still
don’t come through if you ain’t with k!lls
i’m tryna slide, who got the steel?
before i bounce out, i grab my ski
twelve hit them lights, b_tch, we gon’ flee
aim at his mouth, knock out his t__th
we in the dirt, b_tch, put on your cleats

[verse 3: lil gunsmoke & k!lla drezz]
ayy, drezz, them n_ggas stay hidin’ low
so when we spin, we creep real slow
we treat his ass like a file, hoe
we hit delete, then wipe that bro
that p_ssy said he lost his mind
b_tch, that weak_ass line ain’t mine
don’t step inside this ride
‘cause that’s how b_tches die
ayy, drezz, you heard about lil’ tone?
the dark skin one who love the hoe?
that b_tch get tossed from east to west
yeah, f_ck yeah, that b_tch a mess
he dissed the set, now he laid to rest
money on my head, they shot my vest
man, i just found out where they rest
you want the k or the .223, bet?

- run up or get fucked up

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