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westside gunn - skit lyrics
(conway)
n____s feel ? cos this sh_t real fam
only ? ? working for ? offered
sixteen in the clip and one in the chamber
now you hit screaming like a b_tch, i thought you was gangster
laid out bleeding on your kicks dog, my clap is official
leave the house without your banger, that’s when they get you
yo lord my third eye shine bright, blinding your sight
you ain’t seen this much crime in your life son
it’s real out in these fields, every night a n____ get k!lled
i’m outside a club waving a steel, you get your sh_t peeled
running up on mine, just cos you got a problem with the kid
get at the end of something, cos it’s a long line
field boot, carhartt brown, conceal the four pound
let me know if it’s going down, we can get it on right now
(let’s do it)
two guns up i’m wylin’ ’til my days is up
attacking on sh_t, trying to fill them cages up
n____s up north will blaze you in the yard, get your face cut
don’t make me have to run in your cage, you fake f_cks
get your safe touched, i’m straight to the h2 dealer
to spend that cake up, then i’m murking off in that grey truck
twenty fours and screens in it, watching casino with the team in it
we ? spinners, getting high, i’m looking fly
jeans cost five hundred, there’s five guns in the trunk
try your luck and get f_cked up, what?
gucci aviator glasses, evisu fabrics, blowing a ratchet
put a hole in you b_st_rds, for practice
told you homeboy, i’m no average
try to reach my status and get denied access
come home on that jail sh_t, i’ll put a bullet in your helmet
? will send you to h_ll quick word, this street entertainment
you can’t stop us dawg, what you think them choppers for?
(westside gunn)
i’m like sports seventy sliding coupes off the melody
salam lord, still on the run from a felony
i sold drugs more than half my life, jewellery on
i make n____s wanna sn_tch my ice, word life
we got lex coupes and beamers over here
pin trigger macs, bulletproof ask premier
handling nines, banana hammers out son tan five
incline_line cartiers for the summertime
le tigre polos on, three sixties in a caesar
big cuban links looking like we crazy on
medallion swing, you’re peepin’ ’em lord
breathing through a ski_mask, k!lling my own peoples to get cash
f_ck ’em, ride through your ‘hood in a beamer wag’ yo
keep the upstate style, f_ck cristal, we drink henny straight
and turn sly green wild, million dollar deals on tables
canary face jesus, swinging off a rose_gold cable
politickin’ on ot money, i think ohio next
cutter just crashed the e_class, i think i drive the lex
rolex money since eighteen
having model b_tches titties out while they cooking up burn clean
trump plaza, ? evisu sagger
doing in your birk’ handbagger, crack bags filled with fishscale
i do twenty_five to life, as long as i’m rich in jail, a_yo
i hold an automatic, these streets where i’m from it’s heartless
plus i like big jewels, and y’all n____s starving
le roy ?, throwing money out a porsche
colourful stones watching al capone getting tortured
drug dealers, cash rule n____ we the illest alive
a bunch of fly k!llers holding up nines
i’m used to, standing on the block all day with dimes
salute to blowing up and pushing q45s
peace lord, bentley is all, take the ars on tour
and ? see the ? for pure, big chains on just ?
since the days with the four, loaded mac just in case it turned war
body died forty shots and i’m look at the board
since that thirty dollar double_up hustling in front of the store
word boot in your door, jesus piece flooded galore
chrome eight_hundred shot his whole face off
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