lirik lagu 24lik & 392 lil head – lik flow 3
lik flow 3 lyrics
[intro: 24lik]
big 24 sh~t, n~gga
y’all know what the f~ck goin’ on
ain’t sh~t change, n~gga
glock still bang, chop still slang, lil’ n~ggas
[verse: 24lik]
boy, your b~tch gon’ bust down for these blue faces (on the gang)
all white kit and buffs, lil’ n~gga, who racist? (n~gga, who racist?)
i just bust all in her mouth, she need new braces (ooh~wee)
we done hit him all in his scalp, get a new taper (doo~doo~doo~doo)
n~ggas must be paralyzed, can’t get up and go and make pape’ (the f~ck?)
my b~tch’ll take a n~gga out, but she don’t do dates (grrah)
i just popped him in my real whip, i need a new plate (i need a new plate)
they said cali ain’t goin’ no more, i need a new state (i need a new state)
b~tch, i know how to play my role like larenz tate
had to go and cut my grass low ’cause these n~ggas snakes
b~tch, you better call in if you see them n~ggas on the 8
you can really ask boom, n~gga, how them b~tches taste
i got two b~tches, one a nurse, one in the trenches (yeah)
like the drac’ missin’ a tooth, boy, this b~tch’ll get to spittin’ (doo~doo~doo~doo)
i like percs and bars, but sometimes i do the mixin’
you be in my comments d~ck suckin’, you ain’t even from the mitten
every n~gga with me steppin’, b~tch, you know we do the k!llin’ (we all steppin’)
they put four holes in his head, now that n~gga look like krillin (doo~doo~doo~doo)
sent his ass to the birds, now that lil’ boy a pigeon (hah)
had to hit that because i heard she got a lot of cakes (ooh~wee)
like summer school classes, boy, i got a lot of pape’
i’ll pull up with my big squad and drop a lot of apes
this b~tch’ll make you light~headed, you ain’t gotta vape
when these b~tches roll out, you better bounce, don’t even try to skate (get it?)
b~tch, i’m smokin’ med men, don’t hit my line if it ain’t ’bout band~bands
i’m rollin off them xan~xans, don’t even try it, i’ma blam~blam (rollin’)
so many shots just let off, it got the neighbors like, “godd~mn”
it got the neighbors like, “godd~mn”
pua over, it’s time to go back to the real scammin’ (ooh)
call my gifties peanut b~tter, ’cause these b~tches still jammin’ (bing)
unc’ down the way with dog and his line still slammin’ (rrr)
hit his ass with .223s, now that n~gga hairline slantin’ (hah)
suppressor on the glock, this b~tch sound like a p~ssy fart
brand new whips, all our sh~t be push~to~start (skrrt, skrrt)
come take a look in our trap, this b~tch like a mini mart (skrrt)
nah, never mind, bruh, you might be with the narcs
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