c.b.o.m ray in the stu (feat. o.c.t word) şarkı sözleri
Yeah, really jumped off the porch, I'm for real
Put me on a beat, I'ma kill
Mo city nigga with my mouth on chill
King of the shits, I be over the hill
Put em on live like a highlight reel
Niggas bluff on the low like a bill
On this mic, I ain't got no chill
Run up on my lil' brother, get popped like a pill
My name ring bells like the top of the hour
50 round clip, packin' power
Ghost gun, knock em, spray em like showers
Bullet connects like the router
D-Town, steppin' for real
No pat search, cause we keep it concealed
Just like Negan, call my chopper Lucille
Been at the top like I'm king of the hill
Ayy, be in a move in a van like a sprinter
Put me on a beat, it get ate like a dinner
Had to take a loss just to turn into a winner
Put em in a box, it get mixed like a blender
Swipe a nigga bitch like a ass on Tinder
Took it to Miami and her ass got slimmer
Gave a dick now her hands in the air like surrender
Hands in the air let it go. Your life like a movie
But we finna' put on a show
Feeling like Kobe, ISO, A.I.
Cross em like a Side hoe
I got some niggas on go
All of my niggas gon' show
I got some niggas on death row
Gangshit, all of my niggas gon' blow
Hands in the air, let it go
Your life like a movie
But we finna' put on a show
Feeling like Kobe, ISO, A.I.
Cross em like a Side hoe
I got some niggas on goal
All of my niggas gon' show
I got some niggas on death row
Gangshit, all of my niggas gon' blow
More cameras on me than a politician
Shake and I slide like new edition
From the mo to the cliff in the expedition
They shakin' they boots, it's they intuition
They know that we comin', no question
B-Ray in the front with the westin
The Smiths gon' teach em a lesson
The Smiths gon' teach em a lesson
N the Mo, I'm a real life asshole
You ain't from my hood, keep your mouth closed
And the D you'll get ate like nachos
Know I'm big in my city like a rhino
Be on top a nigga head like a halo
Shoot him in the spine with a 100 round Draco
But you can't do it like me, no fabo
Then I paint her whole face just like Maaco
Feel like I just popped a perc
Got the Glock in my hand so alert
B-Ray took the whip while I work
I just snatched his soul with a smirk
Headed back to the mo from the cliff
Tried to test me to six on my hip
He must've forgot I'm a crip
Only God knows, wasn't part of the script
Hands in the air, let it go
Your life like a movie, but we finna put on a show
Feelin' like Kobe, ISO
A.I.
Cross em like a Side hoe
I got some niggas on goal
All of my niggas gon' show
I got some niggas on death row
Gang shit, all of my niggas gon' blow
Hands in the air, let it go
Your life like a movie, but we finna put on a show
Feelin' like Kobe, ISO
A.I.
Cross em like a Side hoe
I got some niggas on goal
All of my niggas gon' show
I got some niggas on death row
Gang shit, all of my niggas gon' blow
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