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youngbagchasers - slow and steady كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(deno, what’s poppin’?)

[verse 1: yak yola]
i’m like brodie, what’s the word? he like yak, what’s the math?
i make that call and them k!llers get on your ass
i’m like what’s your rank? n_gga, what your wreck about?
look we the chasers, hawk that n_gga down and shoot him til he check out
i heard the opps tryn’ run game, i’m like f_ck you if you from 0 to 4
b_tch we treat the 9 like the gun range, yeah we be crackin’ tacos
tell buck to get that cheese back, we know it’s not yours
with your broke ass, all your partners dead
and the ones that’s livin’ broke and gettin’ no cash
lil livvy got mе so mad, i’m tryn’ find out where his folks at
and that youngin’ from the back block, ran so fast
okay wе made that n_gga giddy up, now his dirty ass ain’t gettin’ us
now his posse gotta pick him up

[verse 2: dah fetti]
tap the switch on that n_gga, make him tap dance
turkey b_tt jumpin’, this b_tch givin’ me a lap dance
k3, he missed his jump shot, that was his last chance
the coroner’s on the way, they bout to put him in that black bag
n_ggas know we doa, we gettin’ over, kickin’ over on your shoulders
we hop out, we sendin’ big boulders, we sendin’ big boulders
tap the switchy on a n_gga
get close, i’m tryn’ ricky me a n_gga
nine shots to his body, i’m tryn’ 50 me a n_gga
get a drop, it’s time to slide, i’m tryn’ get to me a n_gga
[verse 3: babykha]
i had little bro get up wit him cause that n_gga dissin’
we get the drop, we slide up on ’em, catch that n_gga slippin’
two to the top, that n_gga dead, we completin’ missions
lil broski said you goin’ fed, n_gga steady dissin’

[verse 4: dah fetti]
murda gang, we the ones that’s crackin’ n_ggas heads
hoppin’ out at stop signs, you know we leavin’ n_ggas dead
walk ’em down, make ’em stand on everything they said
exotic p’s for 32, i’ll hit you up soon as they land
b_tch we the chasers, all bowls, different types of flavors

[verse 5: babykha]
no it ain’t my soda if it ain’t got wock in it
he was talkin’ out his top, so broski put some shots in it
we been lookin’ for some johnny’s, tryn’ bend some blocks in it
free most wanted, he a shooter, got me rollin’ up the snipe
it’s the same, that lil boy k3 lackin’ at that light
gotta play it right, hangin’ with them opps, you die tonight
rappin’ bout that bus stop, we jump out that truck and hit you up
now you flamed up, now your favorite rapper in a dub

[verse 6: dah fetti]
i get a rush every time, me and bk in a truck
he talkin’ bout that bus stop, what happened at that stop sign?
brodie hoppin’ out, walkin’ down, bangin’ brian brian
i’mma bring the .23 or shoot him the glock 9
get up close, flame his ass, now he on the timeline

- youngbagchasers

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