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187
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Hip-Hop/Rap
187 è stato pubblicato il 22 ottobre 2018 da Perception Empire Entertainment come parte dell'album XXX 2
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AlbumXXX 2
Data di uscita22 ottobre 2018
EtichettaPerception Empire Entertainment
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM87

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Soldier Kidd
Soldier Kidd
Songwriter

Testi

[Verse 1]
Ay, c'mon, c'mon
Ay, c'mon, c'mon
Parlay, parlay
Get hit with a body
[Verse 2]
Uh-uh, clock broke, time to blitz
Tell me somethin', you think you fuckin' with a jit?
I'll handle somethin', pop a **** like a mint
Wrap him up, I ain't talkin' 'bout a diss
I be snappin' bruh, ballin' like the old Knicks
She cappin' bruh, shoot us out, she finna miss
Got my status up, now lil shorty on my dick
You fuckin' all of us, sill rabbit, you a trick
And know, and know, you know I want some more
I ain't come to fight, everybody hit the floor
And Lil Bino got a nine, he'll give a **** four
We ain't got no mind, run up in your daddy store
Uh-uh, shorty ride my blitz
Bust some', I'll run out on yo clique
He ain't 'bout none', but he swear he with the shits
Talkin' honeybun, **** sweeter than bitch
**** sweeter than some nectar, bossed up, just like Hector
If it ain't pay me, I don't wanna hear your lecture
They'll slay me, that's why I got so much vendettas
Pullin' up on we, you gon' get hit with Berettas
[Verse 3]
187, soldiers with want the smoke
That's a Mac-11, thats a Calico
Gang, gang, catch a stick, make her choke
Anyway, time to blitz, hit the floor
187, soldiers with want the smoke
That's a Mac-11, thats a Calico
Gang, gang, catch a stick, make her choke
Anyway, time to blitz, hit the floor
[Verse 4]
Anyway, it Lil Soldier on the stove
Anyway, and you know the soldiers down to blow
I got plenty weight, just to make a lil' dope
Talkin' bang bang, Chief Keef don't even know
Is you with it? 'Cause I'm with it, out my body, I get silly
Ain't no molly, this a willy, you can't touch but you can feel me
I'm the one out of a million, hidin' guns right in the ceiling
Where them cards a **** dealin', out the yard, we be stealin'
Jackin' cars, it ain't no chillin', pull up hard like, what the business?
You was talkin' like the ciggy, let me see and I'ma rip it
N-Y-Cm U just killin', that lil' boy, he got a semi
Better pray that they don't see me, if I pull up, I'ma end it
Youngin' got a strap and he rockin' Polo
I was down bad runnin from the po-po
Shorty got a MAC, and I'm talkin' four-four
Shoot him in the back, what the fuck he runnin' for?
[Verse 5]
187, soldiers with want the smoke
That's a Mac-11, thats a Calico
Gang, gang, catch a stick, make her choke
Anyway, time to blitz, hit the floor
187, soldiers with want the smoke
That's a Mac-11, thats a Calico
Gang, gang, catch a stick, make her choke
Anyway, time to blitz, hit the floor
Written by: Soldier Kidd
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