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lirik lagu lazer dim 700 - 1673

[intro]
f~ck going on

[verse]
show you how violent this sh~t get in the trench
serve with three fives i walk off in this b~tch
i be drippin’ and sh~t now my partner gon’ drip
we gon’ run up on ’em, creep on ’em with a mask
take this too far for the gang they might need me
roll a backwood this sh~t throwin’
[?] grenades they bombin’
arp take off his limb
dislocate that boy shoulder, pull off his arm
guns in my hood man it’s armed robberies
we walkin’ on dead bodies
i take these drugs and i turn to a zombie
no gambling in my hood you get booked for your money
n~gga shoot twin for that rat sh~t
twin hit the pill we be gambling
pick up the drugs i be stumbling
f~ck n~gga think i be mumbling
f~ck n~gga think i be tripping, i just be geeking
who want smoke with the gang, that boy leave you deceased
i won’t beef with my son, leave this sh~t in the streets
i got guns on my hands, fingerprints on my heat
leave no witness, we do this sh~t neat
check my collar, i’m in this b~tch filled with freaks
better have fire when you get on them feets
flex my song we gon’ [?] on “a bando”
pullup on my watch play h~ll [?]
i can’t draw no [?] it’s a lot of money
n~gga talking bullsh~t like he ate something funny
dollar sign on my face fell in love with money
snapped his gun off his waist he ain’t see it coming
i get busy and f~ck with these drugs inside me
take these perc’s to your head they gon’ beat your body
b~tch got a big head like she [?]
run up to the gang wrong time you sasquatchin’
cl!ck my red dot on, put it on your nog
ain’t no drug flowin’ around sh~t dry
n~gga f~ck what you got, they gon’ take it out your pocket
put the sh~t on i want, show off my profit
i’m used to clutching drums and extended clips
f~cking two ho’s i be ending ho’s friendship
f~ck boy don’t come out, these f~ck n~ggas would’ve been in a clip
run in the streets stealin’ call it gta sh~t
p~ssy won’t slide for his gang get a six man
i don’t trust a b~tch if she say she got a best friend
p~ssy think his head is troll, teach that boy a lesson then
bust a boy and pop him out with that fire pan
telescope i’m talking here about some rubber bands
my b~roll won’t stay i need some rubber bands
n~gga soft as f~ck mad at a tissue brand
save everything i got big e~bag
get the f~ck out my face why you acting mad
got this gun up on my hip like a country dad
caught down bad, treat you like punching bag
got the mask, then i switch to another mask
only gang sh~t we be on

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