Tenth Time - Marctweezy & Blacc Reg: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Marctweezy & Blacc Reg

Tenth Time

42

Hip-Hop/Rap

Tenth Time adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 72 Da Navy tarafından 24 Kasım 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıIt Get Deeper

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümIt Get Deeper

Çıkış Tarihi24 Kasım 2023

Firma72 Da Navy

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM103

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

DeMarco Johnson

DeMarco Johnson

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

Free 63 ****

Right

Slatt

Know what the fuck going on, ****

NHG it's all

Right, come on

NHG it's all headshots I catch dog

Do his ass like last time, leave his ass unsolved

Free 63, bitch, I'm still blasting for my dog

I stay dangerous, know that violence, yeah, I light to cause it

Got two pistols for the carry, chop in the closet

Who got a .357, I'm trying to come revolver

63 then got sentenced, got me going harder

I know Reg right behind me if I fucking start it

After I fuck you fuck my brother, bitch, I ain't gonna hog it

I'm high as hell behind the wheel, hop in the strike and dog it

Tried to run tweez hit his back 9 milly made him fall,

NHG stand over, overkill, boy, you better not crawl

I heard you on that side, so you gon' die, you better not get involved

God damn I dealt with pain on my life, so I'ma fucking cause it

I like pretty hoes who bought they paper, still fuck alcohols

Blint short, as hell with shotgun, but still a whack the tallest

Peeped her staring, yea I know she wanna fuck, don't gotta act retarded

Chill, ****, with some pape, still a whack the hardest

Fuck if any finna have that **** babymama pussy farting

Slimey as the fuck with 30 shots, cause I know Ima target

Do it right, don't gotta do it twice, we spin right

Yea that's yo bitch and you love her, she still gon' get piped

We got a bunch of them bows, boy come and get right

Bussed on as soon as I met her, it took you six nights

I ain't going out rattin, bitch, I ain't six nine

Got to bussin 12, in this clip, I hit him six times

How you fucking with me in this shit, you ain't got six rhymes

We can talk pep anytime, bitch, I got six grinds

Brody fucked up in the head, he just commit crimes

If we can't find, you or yo peoples just know yo bitch dying

Slide down the block, the whip dead, this the switch kind

On the road to the A on 75 , this my tenth time

And there's ten bows in the back on the flip side

She don't even know my first name, but let me inside

**** seen me, I see him, he got the big eyes

The navy never lack we clutching on .45s and big 9s

I hope I catch **** in traffic, I like to flip rides

Put that bitch on him, did what I said, I had him hypnotized

Now I'm hopping out, tapping that head, ****, when it's the time

I don't give a fuck if it's my bread, I'm quick to spin a dime

**** know it's certain shit, that we don't gotta say

Got a lot of chops, a lot of Glock , like, who wanna die today

I know you don't like it, baby girl, but I was built this way

And any **** think he gettin off gon' get killed this way

To this day, I'm still clutching on my Drac

To this day, I'm still smoking dead **** to the face

Bitch, we just fuckin', better stay up in yo place

Skinny ****, but I use this .45 as my weight

Two poles on me, I'ma shoot these bitches like I'm wick

Know I'm right behind my brother, we get to shootin in yo' shit

Gone make her grab a Plan B, cause I'm shootin in yo' bitch

**** know it's on the floor, when we suit up, it's a skit

That's a hundred-something shots if you pull up on the whit

Put the flash in yo' shit, I ain't tryna take no pic

Bro Off a thirty in the party, fuck around and take yo' kit

Wit lil reg and I got the button, tryna stank the whip

I was skipping school, bad as hell getting my blicks up

I'm off the hippie run-up, toss some glitch, give you the hiccups

I'm on the road right now, boy, you need to get y'all scripts up

**** scared money, don't , make money, so how you scared to spend some

I'm on the road to Texas with some wocky, this my tenth run

My baby tweez be trippin' only sixteen, with his sixth gun

Commiting sins, but this what I be doing just to get funds

****, how the fuck you backin' about that shooting you ain't hit nun

Written by: DeMarco Johnson

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