lirik.web.id
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu lil harold – robbin season

Loading...

[intro]
uh huh
uh huh
uh huh

[verse 1]
black air ones is what i got on
i’ll rob a n~gga down with his ice on
i’ll slap a n~gga out, put the tax on
i’ll buss all in her mouth she got a big tongue
they say its robbing season for the real k!llas
the real hittas
the young n~ggas
big pistol, it k!ll n~ggas
i don’t got time for no freak b~tch
but im
uh huh huh
21, 21
h dawg b~tch i like to walk sh~t
trey 5 7 like to talk sh~t
if eddie kane was out here you better hide b~tch
it ain’t no in between sh~t so free the guys b~tch
first gun that i tote, it was a thirty round
first rhyme that i wrote, i made a hundred thou’
big nuke had the coke, until we robbed him down
a lot of ops had jokes until we put em down
p~ssy
see there was this young n~gga right
i f~ckеd with this young n~gga
but my brother was telling me thе whole time
the n~gga had some p~ssy sh~t in his blood
dumb ass n~gga

[verse 2]
the n~gga wanna beef bout a b~tch i don’t do
n~ggas get on songs make diss, i’m gone shoot
this n~gga be pouting like a trick
how you gangsta but got feds in yo mix
i don’t want smoke with no snitch n~gga
you don’t bang 4l you ride d~ck n~gga
you put money on my head then send a blitz n~gga
triple cross his ass out cause i’m rich n~gga

i got tommy guns n~gga
i i that n~gga used to be my son n~gga
while i punch em down make him run n~gga
punch his ass out

old b~tch ass n~gga
old hoe ass n~gga


Lirik lagu lainnya:

LIRIK YANG LAGI HITS MINGGU INI

Loading...