lirik lagu lil king (chicago) - collateral damage
[intro]
(jay, this one hard)
come on, come on, let’s go
uh, uh, come on, let’s go, uh
[verse]
them n~ggas ain’t playin’ with us (they ain’t playin’ with us)
we’ll hop out and shoot sh~t up (and shoot sh~t up)
the clip hangin’ out, but the wood still tucked (but the wood still tucked)
leg shot, give me that, you ain’t doin’ enough (you ain’t doin’ enough)
uh, i’m way too small and this b~tch too big, what the f~ck am i doin’ with her? (what the f~ck am i doin’ with her?)
uh, i’ll make a pretty b~tch f~ck for a ten, only that, she ain’t gettin’ nothin’ else (you know she ain’t gettin’ nothin’ else)
i’ma keep gunnin’ and gunnin’ ’til they start runnin’, i’m dumpin’ ’til ain’t nothin’ left (i’m dumpin’ ’til ain’t nothin’ left)
if his fat ass fall, then his dumb ass cooked, that lil’ boy got a minute of breath (that lil’ boy got a minute of air)
and i ain’t with the ig games, i don’t beef on the ‘net, put a n~gga whole face on the shelf (put a n~gga whole face on the shelf)
this one n~gga, he still alive, when we catch him, he fried, last time, could’ve died, no tellin’ (it ain’t no tellin’)
all d~mn year, we was outside, choppers was flyin’, opps knew it was ’cause we nail sh~t (we nail sh~t)
i don’t wanna talk, have a b~tch get the lo’, pull up right to his spot like the mailman (come on, come on)
they lost five n~ggas this year, why they sayin’ it’s smoke? if it’s smoke, we gon’ come and inhale sh~t (come and inhale it)
this one set of opps tried to shoot at the crib from the corner, them lil’ n~ggas failed it (they failed it)
for real, they not on sh~t
if rap don’t work, i’ma pick up a brick (i’ma pick up a pot)
new 30s with a vec’, it’s liftin’ (it’s hot)
put this b~tch right on his chest, he hit (we hit him)
caught a shot, n~ggas shouldn’t have been right there with him (right there with him)
i don’t fight, send a f~ck n~gga right to the ‘spital (send him right to the ‘spital)
real sh~t, n~gga play, we gon’ murder them n~ggas (we gon’ murder them n~ggas)
wheelchair got hit, he a turtle, lil’ n~gga (he a turtle, lil’ n~gga)
we caught an opp outside one day by surprise, you don’t even wanna know how we did him (you don’t wanna how we did him)
soon as he heard that— his lil’ ass died, he ain’t even knowin’ who did it (he ain’t knowin’ who hit him)
we put one f~ck n~gga under, then put one more, so i’m knowin’ they sh~tty (so i’m knowin’ they sh~tty)
we clap sh~t up all summer, they don’t want smoke, we’ll f~ck up the city (we been reapin’ the city)
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