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lirik lagu big30 - flushed em

[intro]
blrrrd
d~mn steph, for real?

[verse 1: big30]
caught an opp at the light, we flushed ’em
put a n~gga in a wood, turn a n~gga to a pack
wrap a n~gga ass up, we hushed ’em
clique only when the feds stop pass on me
n~ggas get in my way, i’ma truck ’em
if up up my glock, i’ll bust it
glock hot, faceshot, he ugly
n~gga faced it, deaf he pluckin’
blrrrd, blrrrd
in the sp~ceship
big body, seven feet on the wake up
bad b~tch front seat, no make up
i’ma wear my chain and stay in the city
big glock 1 tucked, must take some
caught him lackin’ at the sto’, pick your face up
free lil hain, mr go drac’ sum’
720, hit the light, highspeed chase ’em
blrrrd, blrrd
[verse 2: big scat]
if you waitin’ on n~gga gone go wit’ ya mood
don’t take to long, i’ma face sum’
now your facе on your shirt, got your bucket in a store
your momma cryin’, askin’ why a n~gga take you
it’s thе same old sh~t, have to wake up
n~gga chasin’ out the cash, can’t lay up
extortion, make a n~gga pay up
what you doin’, you ain’t got no haters
too many sentient smells, walk in the house bet you gon’ pick a flavor
sh~t my preferences always been the plug, can’t do no [?]
keep too much traffic in front my house, say have a nosy neighbor
kick the bullsh~t to the curb and i’m tryin’ to go buy [?]
jus’ locked in wit’ a florida b~tch, she love to eat me like a ‘gator
every time we f~ck, it’s like we wrestling, slam the hoe through the table
every chop in this car got a boss
ain’t trying to hook up cable

[verse 3: cg tayg]
blrrd, blrrd
ayy
like 37, we flush (we flush)
me and kenny growing
g3, caught the opp in the cut, we bucked him (we bucked him)
we aob, gang this chevelle, lil nasty sh~t get ugly (get ugly)
got switches all in public (no cap)
on the way back to the m, 20 [?] and the louis v’ luggage (she bad)
this h~llcat might hit the curb, might bust it (skrrt)
before the pack came in, it was already gone, my n~gga i ain’t even have to touch it (yuh)
if i run to the opps, hop out no cap, headshot, he ain’t even get to duckin’ ([?] boy)
don’t stop lil b~tch, keep suckin’ (keep suckin’)
fn tucked, play i’ma buss it (no cap)
we way too deep, got too many shots, and all my n~ggas clutchin’ (big blrrrd)
these fn back~to~back, we buckin’ (yuh)
sn~tcher from the north can’t touch me (can’t touch me)
big drac’ hit em up, he lucky (hit ’em up)
now we creep, put the opp in a russian (in a russian)
[outro: big30]
blrrrd
big blrrrd
blrrrd, blrrrd

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