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lirik lagu bos flip - 7 days straight

[intro: bos flip]
six, everybody (d~mn, spancy)
ayy, everybody been havin’ a n~gga f~cked up out his place
i ain’t trippin’ now, i k!ll my mama, go crazy
six, gang, gang, gang

[verse 1: bos flip]
catch a lil’ opp with his baby, he gon’ need some help (come here)
ayy, they know i’m a demon baby, i’m fresh outta h~ll (fft)
we all know that boy a rat, he fresh outta jail
yeah, used to post up on that block ’til i ran outta sales (what else?)
yeah, dropped a hundred out that chop ’til i ran outta sh~lls (bah)
we all know that boy a rat (bah), we know he gon’ tell (f~ckin’ rat)
we know that that boy a rat, we could see his tale
yeah, go up the road and grab a pack, we don’t use no mail (trap)
ayy, we chase n~ggas in real life ’til they run outta breath (come here)
yeah, we gon’ be k!llin’ sh~t for life, we can’t run outta death
yeah, jump in that water, you gon’ drown, i bet your ass get wet (you can’t swim)
long as i’m strapped, i go wherever, they show me respect (i ain’t scared)
long as i’m strapped, i go wherever clutchin’ on this mac (i’m goin’ fed)
these n~ggas claimin’ they some demons, i done met the devil (that n~gga dead)
these n~ggas claimin’ they be tweakin’, but we do it better (on gang)
wherever i see him, b~tch, i’m squeezin’ (baow, baow), we gon’ shoot whoever (baow, baow)

[verse 2: getrichzay]
yeah, chasin’ n~ggas down ’til they run outta breath
ayy, you know lil flip, that’s my brother, b~tch, we shoot like klay and steph
yeah, we go get them chops and beat they block, we just like matt and jeff
yeah, jeff hardy
ayy, since the age of fifteen (d~mn, spancy), me and flip done flocked out every party
yeah, b~tch, i’m out my top, they got me mad, these f~ck n~ggas got me started
yeah, n~gga made a song, he spoke on fifty, man, that boy r~t~rded
yeah, we the type to paint the city black just like your favorite artist
uh, dropped that bag on top his head, just told gang, “i need a big target”
[verse 3: bos flip]
ayy, we the type to paint the city red, we see our favorite target (yeah)
i see my opp, no, i can’t show no pity, they hate that i’m heartless
ayy, text my opp like, “boy, don’t come outside, soon as you do, we sparkin'” (you dead)
we go to war with anybody out here, b~tch, we like to spark
ayy yeah, we like the army (yeah)
we shoot first, don’t ask no questions never, they done got me started
he see my face, ’bout sh~tted on his self, we had that n~gga fartin’ (he shooked)
this n~gga out here claimin’ he want smoke, but got me facin’ charges (he rattin’)
these n~ggas out here k!llin’ rats, i swear to god these n~ggas dead (uh)
i left they block, my chopper was like, “before i came that b~tch was hit” (i drop it down)
they know that when i swing, this sh~t get lit, we leave your projects messed (yeah, get tight)
they know that when i come, i’m comin’ hard, so tighten up, get ready (get tight, get tight)
ayy, tighten up your laces
bullets get to flyin’, n~ggas duckin’ (know they tightened), this sh~t like the matrix
ayy, four deep in your hood, we masked up (masked up), n0body see no faces
ayy, everybody in this car too solid (shh), we ain’t catchin’ cases
yeah, we spin they block for seven days straight (d~mn, spancy), then it’s back to the basics

[outro: bos flip]
yeah, back to basics
it’s back to basics, it’s back to basics
spin they block for seven days straight, know it’s back to the basics
all~black up in that whip, they thought that we was racist
uh, uh, then it’s back to the basics
shh, baow, baow, six, six
baow, baow, baow, come here
baow, come here, baow

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