kato2x off the head şarkı sözleri

(BandPl-) Ayy, turn up some' in my headphones (Let the BandPlay) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh Yeah, f*ck that shit, I'm goin' straight off the head (f*ck it) Yeah, my opps ain't shit 'cause I still ain't dead (f*ck 'em) Yeah, humble-ass nigga with a whole 'lotta bread I cut this check and put it right on your head (uh) Or I might drop a brick on your head like Craig I'm poppin' my shit, middle fingers to the feds Yeah, I don't give a f*ck and I said what I said And if you know, you know, stop playin' Yeah, big drums steppin' like a marchin' band (steppin') A young rich nigga richer than your dad (yeah) Can't trust no bitch, I can't go out sad Got a big Glock on me, yeah, it come in handy (bah, bah, bah, bah) I'm a bad lil' nigga, R.I.P. my granny Yeah, baby, I'm the shit, please excuse my grammar (shh) Yeah, I was on the block, uh, momma in the slammer Yeah, never ever catch my without my hammer (nuh-uh) Reach for some shit over here, yeah, I dare you (uh-huh) Young niggas masked up just like Terrance If you ain't with the gang, nigga, you should be scared (gang, gang) Yeah, choppas and bitches in pairs (ha) Choppa from Russia and bitches from Paris, yeah (bah, bah) I'm gettin' money, you dig? (Phew, phew) I'm chasin' that bag, like Tom, not Jerry, yeah I'm gettin' money, you dig? (Phew, phew) I'm chasin' that bag, these niggas be playin', yeah I'm gettin' money, you dig? I just spent a bag, that lil' shit was petty (yeah) Money keep callin', yeah, I gotta go get it (brrt, go, go) Swish, bitch, I ball like Benji Just told this ho I don't do no kissin' Bitch, yeah, no kizzy (uh-uh) Shootin' up shit just like Mike Miller (uh-huh) Nigga want beef, make him reconsider (uh-huh) Play with your bitch, yeah, you heard Flippa (uh-huh) Cutthroat, off the head with it (f*ck 'em) You thought we was done? Uh Can't be stopped, nigga can't f*ck with us (can't) I hang with killers, want everybody to heal up (fah, fah) Cartier watches and I came Presidential (ice) I like thot hoes, I don't like 'em sentimental (no) First nigga did me, just damn near killed him Walk down, close range, hop out the rental (bitch) Niggas beginners, they never been killers How you gon' dip and you don't even tote a pistol? My city know that I'm the biggest (the biggest) My young nigga turnt and they hit me with semis (with semis) Jumpin' in water, dive in it (dive in it) Never blink on the mission, on the road to the riches (the riches) Fuckin' off racks on Louis I'm still fightin' a murder, I can't let 'em get me (can't get me) They see all this ice and I'm winnin' These foreigns and bitches, this just the beginnin' (I stamp it) I'm doin' this shit with no deal (no deal) I f*ck with his opp', he know how I live (how I live) We in the house on the hill Don't come to the door if you ain't got you a kill (a kill) Don't squeal if you go on a drill (don't squeal) Gotta take me serious, I'm fuckin' off M's (off M's) I f*ck with none' but Lil' Tim They hit up your neck, don't aim at the rims (stamp it) Can't live how I live, you don't feel how I feel Puttin' all the work in for a big good year (good year) Bitches gon' come 'cause they knowin' I'm here And this ice on my chest hittin' like chandelier Drop house ain't gon' let shit near Pump-fake from the front, we gon' hit you from the rear Sip on mud, I don't drink shit clear And all my opps dead, them niggas ain't here
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