lirik lagu baglife tee – tragic
[intro: iz bo]
yeah
iz bo
[verse 1: iz bo]
big dookie ‘woods with the three~fives in ’em
hoppin’ out the car, we ain’t doin’ drive~bys in ’em
yeah, we knockin’ n~ggas down
we don’t get him the first time, we gon’ spin around
he caught me leavin’ out the bank, walkin’ with a smile
leave him in an ashtray like a black & mild
put a black fist to your face ’cause i’m black and proud
i called tee with the drac’, ain’t no backin’ down
[verse 2: baglife tee]
you call me with the drac’, then i clear the crowd
big bank on me, if i drop it, it’s gon’ make a sound
out in houston, know i got my rocket like i’m sterling brown
toxic, but my b~tch say she like it when i cash her out
bro sl!ck, he just hit a l!ck at gander mountain
told his ass give me that fn or i’ll tell his mama
went to this lil’ b~tch crib and forgot my condom
one thing about flint n~ggas, we f~ck without ’em
[verse 3: iz bo]
one thing about a flint n~gga, we slide, it’s a problem
he ain’t drink our water, so it’s f~ck obama
if we catch you in the dark, we gon’ wreck your honda
yeah, like f~ck it up
told a bad b~tch hit the floor and come and suck it up
we a real pack of wolves, you can’t run with us
tee just hit me with the ‘bows, i had to run it
d~mn, ain’t that some stuff?
girly yellin’ out, “iz bo,” while i smash her guts
yeah, while i thrash her up
i’ll roll her weed up and won’t pass her blunt
and that’s some real sh~t
[verse 4: baglife tee]
brodie state~to~state swipin’ cards, takin’ field trips
my other n~gga at the pharm’, he like to fill scripts
six stars tatted on his arm, my n~ggas peeled it
we ripped his skin
put it on my five, he’ll never bang crip again
double cup with the ice, i ain’t drinkin’ gin
b~tch said that i dress nice, come f~ck me then
all my n~ggas strapped like a dyk~, i’m talkin’ gens
[verse 5: iz bo]
b~tch, you know it’s 30 on my hip when i’m walkin’ in
fed tried to come and shake my hand and got caught with ten
yeah, we really let him have it
never miss with hit~stick like i’m playin’ madden
had big dreams until he got his brain shattered
you only impress the streets, that sh~t don’t matter
when me and tee link up, it’s a ghetto gap
you could have ten in your whip and that sh~t won’t matter
you could have ten in your whip and your sh~t gon’ splatter
yeah, now your family gaspin’
[verse 6: baglife tee]
i just got a gun from bullock’s, i don’t shop at ganders
out in public with my shoes off, i ain’t got no manners
he survive this k to the stomach, he gon’ need a pamper
say my name and i’m comin’, i don’t need an answer
scary n~gga heard i was comin’, he done seen a pastor
bury n~ggas, when my n~ggas gunnin’, you gon’ get a casket
uh, you know sh~t get tragic
pop a n~gga up, when we done, wrap him up in plastic
bo said he done, he ain’t done, i’ma let him have it
shoot some more holes in that n~gga while he in the plastic
bo with me, he won’t freeze up, he won’t never panic
i gotta throw my b’s up too, b~tch, i’m always braggin’
you n~ggas freeze up when you shoot, you n~ggas known for laggin’
i won’t freeze up when i shoot, i’ll toe~tag him
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