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lirik lagu 63muneysavage & rackski 63 - we gon' stomp on 4ktrey

[intro: rackski 63]
(yeahhh)
(dj on the beat, so it’s a banger)
f~ck 4ktrey, f~ck them switches, b~tch
we on that—yeah, brrt! (b~tch!)
slatt!

[verse 1: 63muneysavage]
he talk tough, but his mans got hit, that n~gga went ghost like magic (boom!)
threw his lil’ block party, we showed up and turned that sh~t tragic (b~tch!)
hop out gang, glock with the drum, sh~t look cinematic (brrt)
i don’t need no aim, this switch gon’ hit—n~gga, i’m problematic! (grrah!)
caught his ass slippin’ outside that sto’, stomped on his sh~t in traffic
that b~tch tried set me up, now she missin’, got put in a package (stupid~ass b~tch!)
all black hoodie, mask on tight—look like a drill fanatic
chop got a d~ck, no h0m~ sh~t, but that b~tch blow like it’s nasty (baow, baow!)
4ktrey ain’t done sh~t but get they lil’ homies whacked (facts)
we smoked that last one out his drawers, he ain’t even gеt to shoot back (dumbass)
otf, 63rd, and oblock all got straps (all of us!)
lil durk said “step,” we steppin’—b~tch, wе tearin’ through your trap (boom!)

[chorus: 63muneysavage]
ayy, we gon’ stomp on 4ktrey, b~tch, we blow like bombs, no delay (boom, boom)
talkin’ war, okay—spray that whip like it’s some f~ckin’ raid (pew~pew!)
bring that smoke to where he stay, now he tweetin’ from the heaven gates (haha!)
why your partner dead? ‘cause his dumbass ain’t know how to play (stupid!)
mob deep, yeah, we wildin’, slide with dracs and sirens (skrrt)
put his ass on silence, 7.62s be flyin’ (bah, bah!)
every time they speak on us, another b~tch~ass dyin’
don’t ask who slid, just know his name now part of biden’s signin’ (dead opp!)
[verse 2: rackski 63]
they call me rack, i don’t throw hands, i just throw clips and sticks
f~ck that rapper from br, we turn his tour bus to a ditch (glah!)
hop out with that ar, neighbors screamin’, “sh~t! that’s it!” (boom!)
another face up on the news, another rapper’s name dismissed (gone!)
i got ten dead opps in the wood, don’t ask what strain i lit (gas)
i just copped a brand~new scope, i see his soul, then split (baow!)
bro said, “get him,” i ain’t flinch, i just parked and flipped his whip (skrrt!)
you can’t run when 30s barkin’—b~tch, this ain’t no movie script (nope!)
put that tec to his face like covid, now he can’t breathe (grrrah!)
sh~t got messy, left his brains stuck to that big~ass suv (yuck!)
hoes be choosin’ sides ‘til they man get put to sleep (dumb b~tch)
now she tryna cry on live—nah, take that pain in peace! (haha!)

[chorus: 63muneysavage]
yeah, we gon’ stomp on 4ktrey, no cap, them n~ggas lunch meat (boom!)
pull up where they post at, drag his ass right through the street (get over here!)
talkin’ big, we talkin’ heat—walkin’ round with two~two~threes (grrah, grrah!)
yb cryin’ in his mentions, f~ck your army, f~ck your beef (p~ssy!)
i been wildin’ since a youngin, lost my bro, now i’m on demon time (on go!)
they gon’ need a priest, a doc, and feds just to rewind (facts!)
say he gon’ slide? tell that hoe~ass go and try it (go!)
we’ll spin like vinyls, end careers—b~tch, we really violent! (blatt!)

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