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lirik lagu k9 rippa - “slumped in tha grass”

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[intro: k9 rippa]
(grrrah grrrah boom!)
f~ck all that talkin’, b~tch—i’m outside!
(don’t get caught slippin’!)
yeah… (k9!)
let’s get active! (rip that boy!)

[verse 1: k9 rippa]
p~ssy~ass opp got slumped in the grass (boom boom!)
hollow tips blew through his ribs so fast (facts!)
his mans ran off, ain’t even look back (p~ssy!)
i chase down sh~t, no need to ask (skrrt skrrt!)
mask on face, but i still got tatted (tatted!)
whole crime scene look just like madden (blood!)
stiff in the field, lil’ dude got padded (stupid!)
now his mom cryin’—sh~t, that’s tragic! (b~tch!)
glock with a d~ck, and it shoot like p~rn (bow!)
let off ten, now he stiff like a board (dead!)
i don’t shoot crowds, i aim at lords (facts!)
hit big bro, now the gang’s all bored (haha!)
your favorite rapper ain’t never did drills (never!)
talk online, but he ain’t got k!lls (cap!)
still outside when the block on chills
still pop out when the streets want meals (beef!)

[hook: k9 rippa]
slumped in the grass, left his face all open (boom boom boom!)
f~ck yo’ dead homies—i said it, no jokin’ (f~ck ‘em!)
whole set p~ssy, they ran once it smokin’ (run!)
switch so quick, it felt like floatin’ (brrrt brrrt!)
slumped in the grass, that boy ain’t breathin’ (nope!)
talk tough once, now he ain’t speakin’ (quiet!)
snitch~ass opps get peeled in evenin’ (boom!)
f~ck yo’ block, we slide for no reason! (grrrah!)
[verse 2: k9 rippa]
caught him lackin’ by that popeye’s lot (yeah!)
left him fried like a two~piece box (boom!)
say it was fake? come test that plot
and you gon’ wake up next to his thot (dead boy!)
i don’t need friends, just guns and war (nope!)
i don’t do peace, i want gore (facts!)
you tweetin’ threats, but scared of store
you ain’t no k!ller, just a bore (haha!)
i walk sh~t down with a k like jason (grrrah!)
body went stiff, look like he pacin’ (boom boom!)
whole crowd screamin’, whole hood racin’
but rippa still calm, i love this station (demon!)
shots in face, i ain’t got no manners (nope!)
hawk him down like black bandana (boom!)
nothin’ but pain in the glock i carry
he ain’t make news, just got buried (grrah!)

[hook: k9 rippa]
slumped in the grass, left his face all open (open!)
f~ck yo’ dead homies—i said it, no jokin’ (p~ssy!)
whole set p~ssy, they ran once it smokin’ (run it!)
switch so quick, it felt like floatin’ (brrt!)
slumped in the grass, that boy ain’t breathin’ (nah!)
talk tough once, now he ain’t speakin’ (mmm~mmm!)
snitch~ass opps get peeled in evenin’ (bop!)
f~ck yo’ block, we slide for no reason! (k9!)
[outro: k9 rippa]
(boom boom boom!)
f~ck all that internet talkin’
come outside, b~tch…
you know who run this sh~t
(k9! slumped in tha grass, hoe!)
dead opps my fuel
free the real, rest in p~ss to the rest


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