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tec – m1 shit كلمات اغاني

[intro: tec]
mikki gunz on da track
uh
we runnin’ down, n-gg-
ain’t no stoppin’, this sh-t’ll never stop
i can’t see it, i can’t see it, b-tch
know what the f-ck you, what you seen through your eyes
but i can’t see it, b-tch -ss n-gg-

[chorus: tec]
we was taught to keep a pole, go to war, go get a soul
n-gg-s talk like they gon’ blow, i know all them n-gg-s hoes
heart cold like some snow in a blizzard
before i let ’em take me, i’ma smoke me a n-gg-
clip on the drac’, it touch the front of this b-tch
keep shootin’ while you on the ground, try to put you under this b-tch
they know lil lu be in charge, that’s who runnin’ this sh-t
he got them spiders out they body, murder one in this sh-t

[verse 1: tec]
and when i step, i’m stepping straight, it ain’t no stumbling sh-t
ain’t tryna go back to that place but that’s what come with this sh-t
opps tryna be cool with me, i can son that lil’ b-tch
go bait him in and play him close, then i’ma punish that b-tch (b-tch, come here, booyah)
b-tch, that’s what you get for all that friendly sh-t
throw all your n-gg-s under the bus, try to play innocent
like it ain’t up with us no more and you wan’ end this sh-t
but that’s why we different ’cause you p-ssy and i’m pinnin’ sh-t
boy, you know you been a b-tch
bodies droppin’ as we speak, it’ll never stop
why you clutchin’ beacoup heat that you never shot?
quit all that acting, that sh-t get you turned to ashes
one spider step with a p-ssion, zip him up and body bag him

[verse 2: yolo huncho]
my heart cold, the stock fold, this ain’t no mobb d and jay-z
this the one flip back to k street, that cutter came off shay street
refuse to let you play me, strapped down in the cold hundreds
let off that mac, it sound like thunder
f-ckin’ that boy, you know i son him
with the spiders, real creature
them choppers delete you
having talks with the reaper
havin’ my way with them heaters
glock-9, mac-10, four fevers
midnight, war time when we spin through
brand new k, put a n-gg- on the menu
7.62’s, you know they gon’ bend you
yeah, that b-tch with me, you know they gon’ end you
havin’ talks with my heater, pray to god that you don’t let me down
park this b-tch, i’m walking down, retaliation, body found
and we can’t wait to catch that p-ssy b-tch up out of bounds
closed casket, underground, stuck there, ain’t no coming down

[outro: tec]
murder, murder one somethin’, b-tch
f-ck you, yeah, i’m tellin’ you it’s really up
yeah, b-tch, ain’t none of that old peace treaty p-ssy boy -ss sh-t
man, don’t call me, don’t write me, don’t none of that
you know what i’m sayin’
y’all n-gg-s tryna leave receipts
and i’ma leave that sh-t a dead
the fans ain’t gotta catch it, long as you caught it
lu sh-t, r-t-rded

- tec

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