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lirik lagu banditdamack - dry snitching

he told a couple b~tches where i kick it now his time ticking
7 to his chest you should’ve seen the way that 9 hit him
that’s the type of death n~ggas get when they be dry snitching
he yappin to some hoes they probably four
they throw a life sentence
if you a witness you suspended from the crime district
sorry if i’m dozin off the potion
i be pine sippin
with em since everthing then he snitched
now my mind spinnin
if i catch him lackin ima wack him n~gga i ain’t giving
no passin
soul sn~tching
toe taggin
closed casket
so tragic
cold savage
im the type to wack a n~gga then laugh a bout it
you the type to knock a n~gga off and go and rat about it
hoe average
no cabbage
won’t crack it
no cappin
bro passin no madden
catch him slippin we finna blitz him and that’s that
9 to 5s you worthless
no working i’m into fast cash
he said that bandit they sliding that boy a goop troupe
y’all only known for hiding and dying n~gga your crew boof
im bout that action i be rapping but i shoot too
the choppa blow his guts
put a hole in him
he a frootloop
catch him when he alone do him cold but the sh~lls hot
did sins so many times don’t even know what to tell god
you don’t know what it’s like to spend your life up on a cell block
this is for all the hitters and k!llers that’s doing l wap
i told her bend it over
i’m tryna see how that ass looking
going back and forth with no n~gga that got his packs took
don’t do too good with feelings i throw them all up in a backwood
tryna f~ck and she gone let me
cause i’m s~xy and i rap good
this n~gga don’t want smoke
he on probation he say no to drugs
enemy come up inside this you know we gone roll him up
that b~tch was pouring out all her feelings until i told her shush
she asked me do i love her i hit the b~tch with the shoulder shrug
and b~tch this shotty gone blast his ass into next week
sh~t i don’t even want heem if the 40 ain’t a xd
b~tch i love to shoot
if i was you i wouldn’t test me
you better get to running
you see me coming on s3
she feeling me cause i switch the sh~t that make b~tches p~ssy wet
the homie robbed the plug told this sentence that ima bl!ck heem next
but if he reach for it see there’s gone be a gushy mess
if you don’t got a stripe just stay inside cause we leave ricky stretched
yo lil bro don’t got a polie
better get him one
cause if ima sell frosty off him then he gone get it done
this n~gga give her love and affection
and she ain’t give it up
that b~tch ain’t pulling up to the section
unless she getting f~cked
if you tryna make it out you gotta pay ways
my n~gga lil skrappy a shooter
he gotta change names
i called her chicken and blitzed him it was a great day
detectives asking questions about weapons but sh~t i can’t say
it ain’t a question i’m stepping
don’t gotta think hard
the homie do you janky mane you ain’t from these parts
sorry lil b~tch i ain’t interested
but the streets are
i’m walking out the sto’ with a sloppy joe
with some sweet tarts
outside with shottys make yo head pop
b~tch don’t got no money to run me
then she a dead bop
i move in caution cause the feds watch
put that foolie on him he 360 like a xbox
that boy gone suffer ain’t no head size
bounce out with the simmy it get jiggy
it’s a dead block
sh~t where you from
how much your net cost
messy murder scenes we get to taggin with them red dots
b~tch this a foolie take that vest off
cause we be swinging metal in the field
just like the red socks
said slow it down don’t break that neck off
cause ima make it clap and take it back
just like a red box

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