Letras

Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd Ayy, big 13 gang Blrrrd Blrrrd Ayy, let's go, let's go Draco kicking no karate, I snuck the Glock in the party (kung fu) My niggas they go retarted, dump you like some fucking garbage 223 hit his body, now his ass a trending topic (blrrrd, blrrrd) Bullets flying, niggas hidin', mask on, out there robbin' It's the sitch', you know the bitch, chopper Glocks, we got the rich Hit yo' block up just like that (blrrrd) You know the rest Ayy, blrrrd, you know what's next We fo' deep and we a threat He say slime and I say set Matter fact, hang where you at Just threw it in cruise control Hoping I don't lose control, tryna send me a text It's 663 like a jet Shoot you in yo' head, gotta hit you two timеs in yo' chest Know you gon' survive after that I know yo' mama gon' bе crying after that (after that) I know it's gon' be a fish fry after next (after next) Hit the block ten more times after that We fine, niggas gon' be dying (blrrrd, blrrrd) This ain't ya time I drink Henn', don't fuck with wine Want water, pour fo's and Sprite (water, water) Two double cup, get some ice (ice) We finna be lit tonight Skippin' town, taking flights (tonight, let's go) Ski masks up and take a life (let's go) Gang for life of three, we play a big part in this shit (big part) Behind the housing shit won't work (no) The chop' I shoot go through the bricks (shoot through) I put my all up on the line, I still be slidin' I'm taking risks (we slidin', we taking risks) You better not stop firing 'til it's empty Just keep shooting until it click (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd) I'm a big snake, you a rat You know them two won't ever mix (know the two won't ever mix) Just look at him, he gon' tell These niggas two times six (he tellin', he's a snake, he twelve) But we got whatever you need Tell Wop what you tryna get (what you gon' get) Just look at my clientele We got beef, it's up, I'll check the list (huh) This something you know (let's go) And when I'm standing down, everybody 'round me known to blow (blrrrd) And ain't no nigga pushed up on us, we the ones who up the scope (yah) The opps be talking like they slime But I ain't gotta scratch a soul (no) We caught his ass moving fast and hit 'em up, he die slow Blrrrd, blrrrd We hit 'em up, he die slow Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd He die slow, ya, 13 gang just so you know Pulling out with them Dra-, we hopping out, let 'em blow Blrrrd, blrrrd, 13, 13, gang, new, gang 13, blrrrd, new gang F-O-E, one, three, the new gang, blrrrd
Writer(s): Nile Bey, Lontrell Williams, Reuben Musuluma Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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