lirik lagu 5.53fxndi – 21 jump $treet
[intro: 5.53fxndi]
wa~wa~wa~walk with my glock but my glock do my talkin
hit him with hollows i [?] walkin
shoot up his homie put him in a coffin
[?] i do this sh~t often
[hook: 5.53fxndi]
ride with a~ride with a glock in the front seat
i’m really grimy don’t trust me
[?] fxndi know it’s a dumpy
my opps [?] 21 jump street
ride with a glock in the front seat
i’m really grimy don’t trust me
[?] fxndi know it’s a dumpy
my opps [?] 21 jump street
[bridge: 5.53fxndi]
grah grah grah
fah fah fah
bah bah bah
grah grah grah
[verse 1: 5.53fxndi]
30 round mag imma hit him with a slime ball
f~ck a cooler kit choppa hit you with a fireball
hollow to his face up and dump his 3rd eyeball
yo momma is a junky so i sold her ass a 8 ball
100 round drum choppa sound like percussion
blow yo~blow yo whole block [?] feel like a russians
speak~speakin on my name better take repercussions
you ain’t~you ain’t talkin money then there ain’t no discussions
walk~walkin in the trap [?] him down for a while
you’s a~you’s a f~ckin junky you the number one buyer
i don’t~i don’t еven like you so the pricеs always higher
sa~say you got a body boy you’s a f~ckin liar
my~my~my partner [?] for some honey buns
they gone send him to the county 8 years for a gun
pistol totin menace i be robbin cause it’s fun
got the drugs comin in shippin back by the ton
[?] on my neck 10 bands for the chain
i’m in love with a freak she in love gave her brain
i got molly in my t~~th then i’m swervin out my lane
i be callin up my mexican like “where the cocaine?”
fee~fee fi foe [?] knock his ass down
shoo~shoot him in the face put him 6 feet in a ground
dru~drum on a drake and it hold 50 rounds
where the~where the l!cks at i’m tryna run off with some pounds
dra~drank in my cup got me movin real slow
tote a~tote a fn boy this a big pole
i be~i be outside tryna take a p~ssy slow
comin~comin through my block boy you boutta pay a toll
[verse 2: pyschojava]
n~gga you ain’t bout sh~t go and grab a f~ckin gun
imma slide up to the function with a grip i make you run
you a b~tch get on your knees i slap yo face i make you cum
hit him with a upper cut and now that n~gga done
who the f~ck is you b~tch imma talk and imma walk
i got h~lla b~tches on my d~ck they tryna hit me up
you think that you gangster n~gga i don’t give a f~ck
b~tch i’m aimin at yo neck slit yo ass better duck
and my b~tch [?] leave you dead
fxndi finna slide with a gun with a tech
aim b~tch straight at yo head
[?]
slice open yo neck and dump yo body off the ledge
n~ggas think they tough till they pull up to the function
21 shots to yo face no discussion
hit a p~ssy n~gga in his head got a concussion
now he cannot walk [?] function
and i got a stick [?]
imma empty out the glock and imma [?] like a russian
and i [?] we be f~ckin
if you ugly we not f~ckin
i be sh~ttin on the beat like i’m dumpin
[?] assumption
b~tch i’m goin hard i’m takin lives call it deduction
empty out yo block like n~gga no russian
pull up [?]
[outro: 5.53fxndi]
[?] on my neck 10 bands for the chain
i’m in love with a freak she in love gave her brain
i got molly in my t~~th then i’m swervin out my lane
i be callin up my mexican like “where the cocaine?”
fee~fee fi foe [?] knock his ass down
shoo~shoot him in the face put him 6 feet in a ground
dru~drum on a drake and it hold 50 rounds
where the~where the l!cks at i’m tryna run off with some pounds
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