lirik lagu 100k track – 100k cypher 2
[intro:]
do you want smoke?
we want all the smoke
yung shad, you k!lled this track
[verse 1: fcg heem]
mike amiri, we ain’t shoppin’ at packs
they’d make a hundred k if they had it
youngest, realest in cages, thats whack
they don’t play, leave em’ dead at the side
never k!lled them, free melly and bort
i play whateva that baby on bort
selling their dawgies
b~tch trappin’ a sport
we was tryin’ it all
we were in it the court
all the bloods havin’ police let them dudes done talk
that [?] do thеir draw
see now all them guns got a car
and all lil heem walk he fly
[?]
and i know all i wanna see is diamonds, watch out
i hit the drill with my chain and my watch out
i’m always paranoid i keep my gun out
[verse 2: slatt zy]
shе gotta go she ain’t swallowing no s~m~n
murder on my mind like my last name demons
went to sleep in that b~tch so i thought i was dreamin’
he gave her a heart while that b~tch want some p~n~s
play with these rails like my sister was breathin’
f~ck on yo b~tch give her back what i kept in
ha we rob guys, we steal too
he played around, and got k!lled too
we run with track
he was in [?]
i was getting loaded on gas
love my ar hold my mac
try to run with a sack
but a rookie in back
n~ggas be broke for too long
how do they do?
i call your b~tch from versace
she says “how are you doin?”
back in the fields my name is ray lou
i f~cked a b~tch in atlanta she jewish
oh who did this
i got a team full of healers
i got a team full of n~ggas
really my brothers
they really some k!llers
f~cking yo b~tch while she taking control
old perfuses while i’m all in yo home
question mark, you know him
but she says she don’t know
these b~tches ain’t wifey
b~tches is slimy, she might even find me
b~tch quit that whining, suck this d~ck
and you know ima time it
uh hahaha
b~tch you know ima time it
b~tch quit that whining, suck this d~ck
and you know ima time it
[verse 3: ar’mon & trey (ar’mon)]
mhmmmm
i been feelin’ some way gotta point and prove (yeah, yeah)
make a kid this ain’t nothin’ new (yeah, yeah)
all that fake love i done cut it loose with him
i don’t take sides, don’t pick n’ choose
we pop out the gut they can see that we rich
i’m every n~gga, so run up yo b~tch
they thought of hatin’ i laugh at that sh~t
one million deposit i’m back in this b~tch
i tell em’ go
shut up i’m drippin’, i need me a boat
40 came broke as you want you a show
got the backend switch that on a co
running it up, it’s just me and my brother
no competition we share the same mother
he tried to reach [?]
and yo team last that’s end of discussion
[verse 4: ar’mon & trey (trey)]
that lil b~tch she do what i say
squat on the d~ck like she got the drip
she know i’m next if she squirt on my face
keep my head down i like to swim
don’t you get hit with the ta~ta~ta~ta~ta~ta
drop a couple racks, get you hit
we got a boat load of b~tches, no one on ones
we gon’ step em’ out in a whip
50 a chain
i might jump on a plane
and land in dubai with your b~tch
b~tch i been doin’ my thing
now they knowin’ my name
broke couple souls now thats it
she make the d~ck disappear like ta~da
put the d~ck in her she like a~a
you a lil smoke this is za~za
and we making m’s while we alaa
[verse 5: ynw melly]
p~ssing on your b~tch when i’m all inside her poof
i am not a fairy but your b~tch got a sweet tooth (huh)
pull up with them pistols, c~ck it back and let em’ loose
and your b~tch grey like the clouds f~cking goose
hit that lil b~tch with the glock (ay)
shoot that lil b~tch before the opps
i cannot f~ck with these lil p~ssy n~ggas
these n~ggas be using them props
only time a n~gga ever using props
only time
only time
only time
only time
melly murder on my mind
b~tches murder on my mind
and i’m really on my grind
shawty suck that d~ck in slow motion
yeah i told the hoe take her time
i f~ck the d~ck in her spine
she says “ooh mine”
i am not moving to that lil b~tch so whats yours is not mine
how i’m just f~cking yo b~tch on a regular? (huh)
no it ain’t coincidental (huh)
all up in her ass (ay)
i’m all up in her end like a splinter (huh)
i’m all in her ass like a splinter (huh)
no it is not coincidental
melly f~ck on yo b~tch inside a rental (ay)
f~cking your b~tch in a rental
f~cking your b~tch in a shplatt (ay)
f~ck that lil b~tch from the back (ay)
and you know i’m michael jack~son
told the hoe “where you at then?”
hold up wait, toni braxton
and the way that pistol sing that n~ggas really get to whack~in (huh)
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