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lirik lagu jdot breezy – tweak shit 4

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tweak sh~t 4 lyrics
[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, n~gga
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
you know what the f~ck goin’ on, man
set
ayy, ayy, ayy, b~tch

[verse]
i done popped four x, now i’m tryna go and drill
like f~ck this rap sh~t, i’m tryna pop up where that n~gga live
tell them crackers free kai and b~tch i’m still smokin’ bib
p~ssy ass don’t like me, tell ’em make a move and get k!lled
rapper n~gga never drilled, i got stripes up in the field
run down like a bet, on the set, b~tch i blow for real
6 on his neck, he get wacked, he a sco for real
i ain’t never lied, boy on john, i swung the door for real
run up, make his ass fall, stand over and stand tall
(baow, baow, baow) fill his ass up like fentanyl
these n~ggas dissin’ leek, ha, n~ggas know we get at y’all
can’t same them hits came from us but, d~mn who knocked off yo’ dawg?
big 50 on my glock, hit his head dawg
she told a friend that we f~ck, she asked me, i’m like “h~ll, nah”
40 on that drac’, hit his mans, that’s his dead dawg
diss ralo then a week later he on bed call
i got money now, you n~ggas broke, i ain’t finna play with y’all
b~tch i really upped the sco, i put that on my dead dawg
hop out on ’em super fast like sonic the hedgehog
7.62 will knock a b~tch n~gga head off
i done ran it up now and i pay my momma’s bills
n~gga i ain’t hoe and you know that, boy, just keep it real
you ain’t never shot n0body, how the f~ck you in the field?
you ain’t got no bodies, catch a body and jump in the field
yeah b~tch, i rock hard tryna k!ll a rapstar
i just f~cked my b~tch but her friend got me rock hard
way before the drill i was tryna be a trapstar
say that he a gangster, well okay, we gon’ pull that card?
everybody ’round got a body and we stop cars
pill got me on pluto, smokin’ bibby now i’m on mars
50 on the semi, kalvin sh~tty, mookie wreck cars
i don’t do no xanny, fooli’ die then i’ma do a bar
heard (shh) sniff coke, base ass on h~lla dope
we pull up a get getback, teke got smoked
back up on that f~ck sh~t, confirm a k!ll and get his bro
i just f~cked a opp b~tch, i ate her p~ssy, she gave the lo’
nah i’m just lyin’ gang, i’m off this x, i’m tweakin’ and geekin’
pull up, we gon’ crash the pary, i get it started for no reason
what his name be doin’ molly, we gon’ serve his ass like he ain’t beefin’
rod k ain’t last long, cojack my cousin i’ma still beat him
f~ck petey and f~ck 8, heard ’em n~ggas had left bibby bleedin’
6 something like iraq, shots when off, why did mike leave him?
n~gga we catch free bodies, boy a opp head, swear i need it
had to tell greenlightt to chill, he in the field, that nigaa body fiendin’
posted up with q3, zay be the driver though
(baow, baow, rrrah) p~ssy n~gga that’s that calico
we be on some slime sh~t ’cause he done wiped some n~gga’s nose
backdoorin’ opps but when it come to my n~ggas i ain’t slime though


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