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[intro]
(grrah)
(grrah, grrah, boom)
(like what)
(free hunna, grrstah!)
(d_mn jefe)
(free a1, free wes, free kane)
(grrah)
(free keemy)
(5th to the sev) (like what?) (5th to the sev n_gga)
(i’m big d.o.a for sure, n_ggas know what the f_ck goin’ on) (rah rah, mexy)
(like grrah)
[verse 1: tg flockaa]
i ain’t hearing that sh_t, n_gga, everything dead, everything k
hop out, i’m lettin’ it spray
how you smoke on my dead, but never did a thing?
this n_ggas be p_ssy, this n_ggas be actors
b_tch n_ggas that play for the lackers
when you see em’, they casper
n_ggas runnin’, but this bullets faster
i’m with chase on a drill, gon’ get popped like a pill
this n_ggas is p_ssy, they was never real
i’m ballin’ for jb, when i’m the field
talkin’ on meezy get you k!lled, so say what you want, we gon’ bend through your block
so when i see, gettin’ trapped
i swear to my mother, that n_gga is shot
meezy gang, meezy block, talkin’ on bro and i’m lettin’ it flock
i’m tired of this n_ggas talkin’ what they’re not, when we been through that block, everybody shot
yeah, everything dead, everything k
when i stop, get out the way, i’m tired of this n_ggas dissin’ for their fame
they never get back, why they man’s got fame?
doa be the gang, and i’m 5th to the sev, lil n_gga don’t play
who that? on the 8th, i ain’t tryna flock em’, me right boutta chase
if they wasn’t right there, i would’ve wip on em’ and flock em’, in it’s face
stop lying, on your deads, you know, you ain’t never ever do a thing
n_gga ek daooter, [?] countin’ sh_t, boutta turn into a shade (suck my d_ck)
lil dubski, he and his brain
where lucci? dead in a grave
and they setbackgang, n_ggas mad cuz they know that we getbackgang
and i’m way too st_rdy when i’m in the v, i don’t need, [?] i get low on my feet (grrah) (ahh)
[verse 2: jaydachaserr]
we really bend blocks
we tryna send shots
we really lookin’, when them n_ggas not
talking bout’ some money, had them n_ggas popped
talking bout’ some chops they ain’t finna flock
they talking on meezy? provoke with a faceshot (faceshot)
couple opps done died on the same block
couple of opps got hit from the same chop
i don’t know why n_ggas still tryna name drop
dummy, lucci, lotti, caine, all of them n_ggas got send to them grave
rah rah, dubski, mexy, flame, all of them n_ggas took shots to the brain
tico, jt, tows, kripz, all of them n_ggas got left in the pace
aj a b_tch, stay in his lane, i don’t think n_ggas wanna keep mentioning names
nesty cousin, you really a b_tch, last [?] and you still ain’t do sh_t
dissing

- tg flockaa

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