lirik lagu 800 lil twin – ok remix
“a mac puts some magic sauce on this b~tch” “a a a” “f~ck a go” “no bap” “no bap” “f~ck a go” we shoot glock that dont got safety car go sports don’t chase me money on my head they tryna erase me but that don’t stop me i move around daily f~ckin these hoes but these n~ggas crazy she see my rap now she having my baby i talk crazy you know that we face it come around you gang then know we gone take it im from the deuce all the way to the 6 one for my brothers ain’t crossin for sh~t want all the smoke but you can not hit pass the opps smoke they duckin they sh~t look at your money yo sh~t counterfeit
head between her legs im tryna swim [?] where im from its k!lled are you be k!lled look today is the day that we thought told are self money don’t walk gotta go get it that sh~t dont cost leaving the f~ck what it cost my b~tch do what ever cause she know i f~ck off when ever i drip you know its sauce no christian dior i rock kabana belt is lewie with the glock up under steady keep talkin we call you a bluff one wrong move and glocks get upped bout three hundred shots when we post on the six and keep a 500 when we move to the nix ain’t no gang f~ck with us and thats on mickey i be with the snakes that will slime you out say you f~ck with who better watch the crowd
lil fatz he a problem and they won’t let him out smooth in the whip he can’t wait to get out and he do it to a n~gga ain’t shut his mouth say you a k!lla i waved him off you scared shooter just chase him down and if its a crowd bring the hunnit out choppa sh~lls gone put him down wooski headshot that wasn’t enough they still ain’t tryna get back at us not to mention dj got hit at the bus told myself i wasn’t gone diss but n~ggas be capin that they clappin in sh~t n~gga you ain’t did sh~t since 0 6 24 7 we ridin round and spinnen he look like a opp we hop out [?] can’t leave no witness thats how to get a sentence can’t say what i want cause they might come get me she wanna f~ck this time i got the jimmie [?] he seen my face he red like ricky but no back shots run down hit his top we got glock that don’t hold mops fifty for diddy b~tch we got the spot [?] you know what we do when you sound like a cop you be with the opps and we flippin yo block b~tch
long live boss smooth
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