quikkdraw & freekey zekey 730 dips şarkı sözleri

Yeah, quikk draw, what's up, baby? You know what the f*ck it is, boy Ha! Shootin, nigga heads off, they fuckin' with us You smell me Ain't no fuckin' game out here all day Get money with you, too, until the caskets drop You smell me, blood 730 dips, dips, seven thirty dips, dips, pull up in dat 730 that's a dirty whip 30 30 on my hip I got that dirty sip Harlem back to Br 730 ya bitch 730 dips 730 dips 730 dips 730 dips 730 dips 730 dips 730 dips 730 dips Boys on the grind, where the cake go I'm a boss nigga, do what I say so Smellin' pigs, I can spot em in they plain clothes Ride around town, tryna stop a nigga bankroll Put the money in the bag, nigga, case closed Me and papi on the road to the pesos Get it shakin' like a motherfuckin' draco Messin' with 730, it could be fatal Yeah, we work hard, tryna play fair But these niggas out here hatin' Expectin' much, but don't give back And they hands out, I ain't shakin' Da f*ck wrong with these fuckboys Ain't nothin' about me changin' Don't get it twisted, it ain't a game And Freekey , nothin' to play with I play with a brick, nigga, brick to a brick Then I put it in the bricks, now my pocket on brick And I've been through the shit, that's why I'm the shit If I give you my shift, you wouldn't be shit I'm the boss, baby Tony Danza And y'all garbage bitches Fred Sanford Freekey 730 dips, 730 dips Pull up in that 730, that's a dirty whip 30-30, On my hip, I got that dirty sip Harlem back to br, It's 730, ya bitch 730 dips, 730 dips 730 dips, 730 dips 730 dips, 730 dips 730 dips, 730 dips So you like it ha i roll around the city, gettin' dough With a pretty titty kitty, lickin hoe, gettin' gritty on the low Hopin' I could get a couple motherfuckin' millis in a minute when I get it for the low Zeke, I gotta blow Shit, load shit I gotta do Shit, I gotta blow Gotta hit the store But I can't stress, I must confess One text, oh yes, And get this for the low 730 dippin' when I roll 730, I'm a-dip n imma roll', I'm a roll Gotta keep a pistol on my hip if a hypocritical Nigga, think It ain't critical and Get the trippin , it could blow From Monday through Sunday, I go One way the dumbway, fun way to gun play Some say It's one way to get it Gotta grind till my time, I'ma shine for the city Nigga, think I'm lyin tell Em trying, he could, get it With a lump up in my pocket, bout the size of a midget Dig it, 730, nigga You got seven scurry, niggas I got 7 dirty, niggas Shootin' shots like curry, nigga I know you heard me shootin' shots like curry, nigga La-la 730 dips, 730 dips pull up in that 730, that's a dirty whip 30-30, on my hip , I got that dirty sip Harlem, back to Br It's 730, ya bitch 730 dips, 730 dips 730 dips, 730 dips 730 dips, 730 dips 730 dips, 730 dips 730 Dips, 730 dips 730 dips, 730 dips
Sanatçı: Quikkdraw & Freekey Zekey
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