lirik lagu drose (nj) - shmoney&wops
[intro]
s block, s block
swaleh beats go crazy
[chorus: drose]
if they speakin’ on d, no responses
s block, we don’t into nonsense
on the ‘gram talkin’ hot, but that’s cop sh~t
sending shots, but it’s only online b~tch
spin they block, see if we could clip one
gpluto walk down, tryna hit some
we ain’t leaving they hood ’til we get one
k!ll ’em all, i ain’t even wanna pick one
[verse 1: gpluto]
k!ll ’em all, i don’t even wanna pick one
this b~tch a .30 plus twenty, lets hit some
.762s, this sh~ts like pistols
stupid boy, you can’t run from a missile
td hold wheel so they block that i’m gon’ spin through
spot a opp, put two in his mental
tell him say “cheese”, send shots at his dental
bullet one coming out of his dimple
[verse 2: drose]
“when you droppin’ some heat?” what they asking
n~ggas dissing, but did never at me
we be tryna put his mans on a black tee
n~gga famous, put him on a black screen
[verse 3: gpluto]
oh, he dropping the set? we gon’ clap him
n~ggas b~tches they really be actors
oh, he tough? he get put into past tense
draco hit him, make him do a backflip
[verse 4: drose & gpluto]
we got wops, glocks, b~tch get shot
hollow tips hurt, ’cause these big sh~ts hot
he got hopped, glocks, fours for wop
run up on me, and get knocked out your socks
i’m on the block, cops, always on d~ck
tell ’em get off our strip, ’cause this sh~t will turn top
tell td, “stomp, stomp”, irv tryna hop
zippin’ ’em up, put them boys in a box
n~ggas want me, i jump out that back seat
off the drank, i woke up with a bad dream
i’m gon’ f~ck, ’cause ‘ole girl tryna trap me
i’m too young to be somebody daddy
i’m too young to be somebody daddy
bust on her b~tt, if that b~tch got a fatty
we catch a 7, we know i’m not bragging
what’s his name? i think it was jackson
i got god speed b~tch
td high, speed sh~t
off the drank, i lean b~tch
put on for my team b~tch
we got glocks, beams, b~tch
hop out, pop, lean, sh~t
we sip wop, lean, b~tch
we threw shots, we ain’t miss
i been too focused, i been peep
we get up close when we yell in that jeep
who in this rover? shoot ’til it beep
don’t got a stollie, walked down on feet
we keep a switch, ’cause they roll deep
i keep a pole, you can’t poke me
we sn~tching souls, send them six feet
got a glock with a scope, and a green beam
you do this and that, b~tch get back
he getting cooked, give a f~ck where he at
we don’t do tic~tac, b~tch get back
he getting shot in his face if he lack
[chorus: drose]
if they speakin’ on d, no responses
s block, we don’t into nonsense
on the ‘gram talkin’ hot, but that’s cop sh~t
sending shots, but it’s only online b~tch
spin they block, see if we could clip one
gpluto walk down, tryna hit some
we ain’t leaving they hood ’til we get one
k!ll ’em all, i ain’t even wanna pick one
[outro: drose]
i ain’t even wanna
i ain’t even wanna
i ain’t even wanna pick one
gpluto walk down, tryna hit some
come here
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