
lirik lagu big azrael - trenches baptized
[intro]
(ayy, cashmoneyap, turn me up)
(dj l, drop that sh~t!)
man, this sh~t get wicked out here, real talk
ayy, ayy, ayy
[chorus]
i’m in the trenches, this sh~t ain’t no game
got me a switch, i ain’t usin’ my aim
opps keep talkin’, they dyin’ the same
bodies keep droppin’, we leavin’ a stain
drums on the glock, let it rock, let it bang
f~cked his lil’ b~tch, now he cryin’ in pain
he ran his mouth, now he blood on the grain
call up my n~ggas, they spinnin’ for days
ayy, we sendin’ shots at ya mama and brother
f~ck all that talkin’, we slide with the cutters
hollows they rippin’, they burn like it’s b~tter
he tried to duck, now his ass in the gutter
[verse]
i’m with somе demons, they hungry for drillin’
don’t give a f~ck, thеy just itchin’ to k!ll him
hop out the whip, let the fn dismiss him
stand over opps just to make sure we hit him
we ain’t gon’ argue, we up and we send it
glocks got extensions, they long like a sentence
b~tch, i been trappin’ since way in the trenches
you wanna play? then we servin’ a finish
f~ck all that cappin’, you ain’t really like that
slide through his hood, let that chopper go “brat”
hunnid~round drum, yeah, this b~tch got a kickback
talk on the ‘gram, now his brains on the sh~t mat
i don’t do fraud, i be really outside
catch me a opp, put a hole in his ride
762s make his engine divide
switch on the glock, he got hit in his spine
[chorus]
i’m in the trenches, this sh~t ain’t no game
got me a switch, i ain’t usin’ my aim
opps keep talkin’, they dyin’ the same
bodies keep droppin’, we leavin’ a stain
drums on the glock, let it rock, let it bang
f~cked his lil’ b~tch, now he cryin’ in pain
he ran his mouth, now he blood on the grain
call up my hittas, they spinnin’ for days
ayy, we sendin’ shots at ya mama and brother
f~ck all that talkin’, we slide with the cutters
hollows they rippin’, they burn like it’s b~tter
he tried to duck, now his ass in the gutter
[outro]
b~tch~ass n~ggas keep dissin’ and typin’
till we pull up with them dracs and the rifles
stood over him, left his face on the bible
he ain’t get saved, he got hit with the fire though
b~tch, we ain’t playin’, we really outside though
b~tch, we ain’t playin’, we really outside though
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