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lirik lagu kenzo balla & rayy balla - evil twins

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[verse: kenzo balla & rayy balla]
let it go in his block with the tool
let me know what the vibes, i’ma boom
ogzk, we don’t f~ck with no goons
big ebk don’t get put on the news
30~clip and it look like a broom
we catch an opp, get sent to the moon
n~ggas talk but they never spin through
glock on my waist like a fool, i’ma boom
stupid b~tches, i’m quick to attack
stupid [?], could never lack
he tried to run, we shot him in his back
now that stupid n~gga in a pack
she jackin’ the makk, she don’t f~ck with hat
she jackin’ the movement so she throw it back
the sitchy stay on me, i could never lack
one false move, you get turned to a pack
smokin’ dеad gz to the face
got the piеce on my waist
we go dumb when spin through the 8, and even dumber when we spin through the gates
dead o’s got me laced when i roll up an o, yeah i’m smokin’ y’all face
becky on us, no we do not play
speak on jb, you could go out like caine (grah)
kickin’ they candles like everything dead
got my chop and i fill it with lead
when i walk, i keep one in the head
that boy is awake till we put him to bed
few opps got hit in they chest
lucky them shots ain’t put him to bed
move look got hit in his head
i’m tryin’ to figure out how he ain’t dead
no, i ain’t goin’, b~tch, i gotta keep locked
hit him 50, punchin’ like a street song
it ain’t never hard to get on sleaze style
hollows start flyin’, hit him up like three times
in this life we live, no, we can’t rewind
life got me so i gotta keep mine
get~back ballin’, takin’ if i need mine
start the ups, tryna knock off his tree~top
new chop, get to testin’
new opps, get to bendin’
we gon’ teach these little n~ggas a lesson
we gon’ show ‘em who really be steppin’
opps broke, they be stressin’
bro got the glock and it kick like it’s tekken
spin the block, send a message
i’m off a perc but i’m totin’ my weapon
off a perc, got me leanin’ in this b~tch
i shoot till it’s empty, my glock got a stick
spin through garwey, them beam on the bl!ck
bro hit that b~tch just now, he weaselin’ and sh~t
wanna pump, tryna do him like nick
if he try run then we do him like rick
try to slide, we too sleaze in the whip
he back out then empty the clip
and i dare n~ggas try to play disrespect
i’ma flock and leave a n~gga stretched
talkin’ hot, then that’s how you get left
just another n~gga met his death
couple n~ggas got put on the stretcher ‘cause them n~ggas was tapin’ they necks
opp n~ggas really facin’ death
guarantee every opp gettin’ left
ballin’ like jb, mention gang, you talk on they name, i’ma up it and flame
lot opps, they got turned into strain
that boy tried to duck and got hit in his brain
mr. rob with the k, catch him runnin’ with shooter, it’s bustin’ my brain
dare a n~gga disrespect the gang
hollows start flyin’, they don’t got a name
5 on top, we don’t f~ck with the opps
mix the country with jiggy man pop
it get lit, better keep you a chop
everyone shot when we bend through that block
yus got shot and we smokin’ his pops
how many n~ggas take sh~t on the hop?
catch an opp make his whole body drop
everyone shot if that boy bunny hop
grah, grah, boom — every opp shot, ah, ah


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