a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

yagi b - o in the grave (version 2) كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: yagi b]
big ebk, that means everybody gettin’ shot, everybody gettin’ dropped
big ebk, that means everybody gettin’ shot, everybody gettin’ dropped
they like, “the flockas is dangerous”, you know we sanctioned
hold on
they like, “the flockas is dangerous”, you know we sanctioned
grab a gun or hide, ‘cause they know my n_ggas gon’ slide
grab a gun or hide, ‘cause they know my n_ggas gon’ slide

[verse 2: yagi b]
mention my bro, now his bro gone
he gotta ‘fro, take his ‘fro off
he tryna throw, have a throw off
turn the beam on and let’s get the show on
turn it up, b_tch, i’m not stoppin’ for nothin’
move look got shot in his m_ffin
delilah got shot, that’s nothin’
dummy got poked, that’s nothin’
rah rah zaza, talkin’ that tuff sh_t
woo got whacked, screaming “ygk”
free zay and it’s still free ace
.38 special, ain’t leavin’ no trace (at all)
keem should’ve moved when that sh_t hit his face
oyk, put an o in the grave
oyk, put an o in the grave
oyk, put an o in his grave
and we still smokin’ on caine
mention my name, better put in some pain
catch that boy slippin’, we spin in the rain
walk up and cl!ck, i don’t gotta aim (what)
and i’m still smokin’ roshane
‘cause parlay ain’t kickin’ the same
we could party, yeah, kick it today
b_tch touch one of mine and we bendin’ for days
daedae died for a nic’, that’s lame
shaalie got hit in the brain
stylez got left in the lane
smokin’ on tico, that’s mexican pain
jb gang, the best in the game
f_ckin’ wit’ us and you wet like a plane
you ain’t ready to die, then stay in your lane
anybody can die, so i keep a flame
[verse 3: set da trend]
you ain’t ready to ride, stay up in your lane
you can end up like rah f_ckin’ with the gang
you ain’t lackin’? boy, i doubt that
head tap, tryna aim where his scalp at
dummy got poked, why the f_ck he ain’t fight back?
talkin’ on naz, but zay, he a goner
caught lil’ nesty lackin’ on the corner
on jb, lil’ nazzy could’ve offed ‘em
he tried to run but he tripped
dubz in the air, you could smell the aroma
how you dissin’? never caught a hit
back in the field, movin’ like barbossa
i ain’t shootin’ from deep, i’ma walk up, get closer
you got shot in the face, how the f_ck you alive?
if you scream, “move look”, then yo’ ass gon’ die
rah got lift, tic’ got hit
smokin’ on caine, got a permanent limp
too many dead opps to go down the list
can’t go out like woo, gotta walk wit’ the stick
daedae fell off the roof, how the f_ck did he slip?
knockas on knockas, let’s go take a trip
put an o in the grave for talkin’ on the ‘rip
(better watch what you say, i’ve been fienin’ to cl!ck)

[outro: yagi b]
n_ggas know the f_ckin’ gang
n_ggas know the f_ckin’ name, n_gga
yagi f_ckin’ b, b_tch
like, look
they know the flockas’ dangerous
they know the flockas’ sanctioned

- yagi b

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغنية الشائعة حالياً