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lirik lagu bandgang masoe - toasting

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[intro]
love my freak b~tch, she come through and eat the whole d~ck
heard they caught—, like they hit his—
uh, uh, uh

[chorus]
love my freak b~tch, she come through and eat the whole d~ck
heard they caught— lackin’, hit him in the whole clip
cut my n~gga off, ’cause he told on some more sh~t
homicide came, i just tell ’em i ain’t know sh~t
you ain’t really active in the beef, you ain’t on sh~t
you just like talkin’ on the ‘net, you a whole b~tch
seen mo pull forty racks out a ho b~tch
lil’ bro just said he caught an opp, now he toasting

[verse]
i~75 to 23, b~tch, he coasting
got it for the melo, i’ma sell it for the jordan
get some work and hard k.o. it, randy orton
these chopper bullets burn, you gon’ need more than some ointment (dummy)
we in the club throwin’ money, b~tches shakin’ ass
they keep tellin’ me i’m the one when i was just in last (how?)
i’m doin’ good but can’t forget i was just doin’ bad
don’t give a f~ck if he was with his granny, still do him bad
the only thing i’ve been checked by is a louis bag
n~ggas on the opps tough, but in jail, they f~gs
12 fl!ck us, we ain’t pullin’ over, hit the gas
even our strikers h~llcats, n~gga, do the dash
pull up, hop out, tried college, i dropped out
my teachers said i wouldn’t be sh~t, look at me now
bro was on the run, still totin’ chop like he wasn’t hot
i bought the watch, he set the time on it like i’m mr. fox
how this money on my head and i’m in the drop?
lil’ bro phone do ten, he ain’t seen a drought
[?] work on your trap, drive like cat and mouse
and we playin’ with them birds like the dirty south
you know words get n~ggas k!lled, better watch your mouth
he just split the bag with me, so i watched him out
they listerine put the pipe in a n~gga mouth
squeeze the trigger, now his brains comin’ out his scalp
ouch, ask my street about my opps, they vouch
i ain’t never been a ho, b~tch, rat or slouch
doggy was wolfin’ on the ‘gram, i’m like, “what this about?”
a week later, they found his ass dead, now he got some clout
facts, you know them chopper bullets life changin’
we done probably made more n~ggas famous than amos
a hundred rounds in this chop, i ain’t even gotta aim it
clip so d~mn long, can shoot a movie like wes craven
you got your mama sellin’ fish dinners, they for raisin
feds gave my n~gga thirty, he was h~ll raisin’
that four~five make him shrivel up like a raisin
just watched jay spin a quarter like he wasn’t nathan
[chorus]
love my freak b~tch, she come through and eat the whole d~ck
heard they caught— lackin’, hit him in the whole clip
cut my n~gga off, ’cause he told on some more sh~t
homicide came, i just tell ’em i ain’t know sh~t
you ain’t really active in the beef, you ain’t on sh~t
you just like talkin’ on the ‘net, you a whole b~tch
seen mo pull forty racks out a ho b~tch
lil’ bro just said he caught an opp, now he toasting (yeah)

[outro]
haha, n~gga
lil’ bro said he caught an opp, so he toastin’
ha, ayy
love my freak b~tch, she come through and eat the whole d~ck
b~tch
westside terrace, n~gga, headshot squad, n~gga
money


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