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lirik lagu grindhard e – drag racing

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[intro: scarface horse]
(dang, overeasy, you made another one?)
(shred)

[verse 1: scarface horse]
i don’t carry glocks no more, only fns and choppers (grrah)
i don’t look for opps no more, i get the drop and get it poppin’ (shred, shred)
i don’t f~ck with b~tch n~ggas or snitches, only k!llers ’round me (shred, shred)
if he ayin’ he got a bag to drop, then i’ll spin about him (grrah)
i be comfortable in murderville, my flint akhis love me (shred)
told lee let’s run it up, rap, trap, we gotta hustle (shred, shred)
shredgang and pmk, n~gga, that’s a lot of muscle (shred)
quick to smoke a n~gga, paid twelve hundred, i ain’t tryna scuff ’em (shred)
reachin’ for the mac, not my pants, i ain’t tryna scuffle (grrah)
n~gga, this a track’, not a ‘cat, don’t you hear it rumble? (shred, shred)
n~ggas mad at me ’cause they broke, i’m tired of bein’ humble (shred, shred)
i don’t want a million views, i want an m before the summer (shred)

[verse 2: atm alee]
what up, horse? put me on some of them d b~tches
scope on the ar, i can zoom in and see n~ggas
mixin’ wock’ with the red, b~tch, we drink different
that can’t be your mans if you ain’t eat with him
i can pull up in a drophead and pull three b~tches
this b~tch got the breathin’ holes, it’s a four~nickel
we’ll get on bullsh~t and slide off them four~wheelers
b~tches start f~ckin’ real quick when that patrón hit ’em
we been blowin’ smoke, n~ggas don’t want smoke with us
go~getters, i’ll never, ever fear no n~gga
we hit the hoes on the block, we never take ’em home with us
still playin’ with glocks, they gen5, but we add switches
[verse 3: grindhard e]
d~ck wasn’t enough in the glock, so i grabbed some titties
b~tch pretty in the face, but need ass and titties
what i look like turnin’ myself— ah, f~ck
what i look like turnin’ myself in? they gon’ have to come get me
go outta town, i’ma shop when i land, ain’t no baggage with me
if the price right on the ‘bows, then i’m grabbin’ twenty
i know a n~gga that’ll rob his own blood and won’t show no sympathy
i know a n~gga k!lled all his own opps, he ain’t got no enemies
he got hit in the head, he ain’t die, but lost all his memories
f~ck my b~tch for twenty, thirty minutes, drained all my energy
f~cked the b~tch, but quick f~ckin’ with her ’cause we ain’t have no chemistry
cut off anybody do some f~ck sh~t, n~gga, f~ck our history


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