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Top 3
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Top 3 was released on August 20, 2024 by Nay Benz as a part of the album #FreeNay
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Release DateAugust 20, 2024
LabelNay Benz
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
sodjah bx
sodjah bx
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
nadine Asamoah
nadine Asamoah
Songwriter

Lyrics

Like, ah, like, ah
83rd, no L'zzz, ****
Like word to my dead, **** know what's goin' on, you heard?
Bow, bow, bow
Banga with me, ah, grahh, grahh
Grahh, grahh
First things first, ****, stay off my dick
Rah did bad, he got shot with a brick
Bend through the fours tryna catch me a hit, like
How many **** got slapped with the whip?
"Notti Gang" what? **** never got back (It's Saucy)
We was on they block tryna catch me a bag
Bend through the fours tryna catch me a Hat, like
Oh my god, look what happened to Trap, ah
Every time it was wreck, I was usin' my knock
P, Huncho, both of them shot
They know my bop, [Mrs. Twitchy Chop?]
If he loaf on that block, he get put in a box
If he lack on that block, I'ma clear it
He was screamin' for help, we can't hear it
Lost bro, ain't gon' lie, I was tearin'
I was on they block two deep, I was flarin'
Feel like Frank, got the knock on my Tommy
I can't wait 'til I run into Yommy
Spin through my block, word to bro, it get slimy (Like, grrah)
Shot after shot, word to bro, ****, try me (Like, grrah)
Like, shot after shot when I run into Taevin
Beam on his back, no, runnin' can't save him
I'm on the Hill tryna hop out and—
Like, I'm on the Hill tryna hop out and Caine 'em
Dudey, you know we smokin' your pops
EK, you know we smokin' your pops
You and your sister got shot on that block, like
Talkin' on Kal, but what happened to Dot?
Stupid, you gotta get off our cock
Fuck Charlie, and Noah got stomped on his top
Like, you gotta get off our cock
Fuck Charlie, and Noah got stomped on his—
Like, I'm on the Doubles lookin' for wreck
I'm on that block where P got stretched
Shoot out the V, you not S, like
Wanna turn card, gotta clap at a Jet
(Like, I'm on the Doubles lookin' for wreck)
(I'm on that block where P got stretched)
(Shoot out the V, you not S, like)
(Wanna turn card, gotta clap at a Jet)
Ain't nowhere to run when the Slaughters arrive
I came with my gun, if he run, he gon' die
Mdotty got shot on the Fourth of July
I pop me a Yellow, smoke BP, I'm fried
On the real, I've been smokin' them guys
I can't forget Omi and JayTee, no lie
If you jack the bros, you better slide
Late night, all black, gon' hop in that ride
I'm from 83rd, not the deuce or the first
Doubles be cryin', we did 'em the worst
Mdotty, P, **** both on a shirt
If I'm slidin' with [FT?], that boy in the dirt
We see the opps, put that shit in reverse
Hop out and flock, **** know how we work
Lack on his bitch, bullets makin' her twerk
And the way I could go, they gon' up that shit first
Slide through on feet tryna catch me a starter
Nowhere to run, all these bullets go farther
Slide through with dyke, ain't no way you could guard her
DudeyLo tight 'cause we smokin' his father, like
Every time it was wreck, I was usin' my knock
P, Huncho, both of them shot
They know my bop, [Mrs. Twitchy Chop?]
If he loaf on that block, he get put in a box
If he lack on that block, I'ma clear it
He was screamin' for help, we can't hear it
Lost bro, ain't gon' lie, I was tearin'
I was on they block two deep, I was flarin'
Feel like Frank, got the knock on my Tommy
I can't wait 'til I run into Yavi
Spin through my block, word to bro, it get slimy
Shot after shot, word to bro, ****, try me (Like, grrah, 83rd)
Written by: nadine Asamoah
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