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lirik lagu lil spazzy - rob that lil’ nigga

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[chorus]
rob that lil’ n~gga, he ain’t have sh~t, just a dusty lil’ glock and a vape in his jacket
stomped him out near the payphone, b~tch, left his head by the curb with the blood on the gravel
i’m slidin’ with 50s in plastic, my youngin’ too turnt, he’ll shoot at your casket
got them switches on blastin’, we catchin’ him lackin’, then stretchin’ his dumbass like fabric

[verse 1]
b~tch, i’m in 4thstreet creeps, we been lit since ty got beat in his sleep
say you a demon? that sh~t sound sweet — we dump out the whip, put his face on the seat
we ain’t shootin’ at feet, chest or the dome, better hope that your b~tch ass make it home
bro in the back with a .30 and chrome, if hе blink wrong, then we flipping his dome
caught his ass slippin’ by horton and chasе, ran in his pockets, he cried like a b~tch
talkin’ that gangsta but moved like a lame, so i stuffed his face in a bag of some bricks
burnin’ that hoodie he wore in the fl!ck, i’m spazzin’ on opps, i ain’t leavin’ no print
lil cam said, “spazz, just chill,” but i’m off two pills and i’m ridin’ with sticks
crashin’ that black ford fusion, do hits in that b~tch then we ditch it in riverwalk
whole gang geeked up, talkin’ bout bodies like it’s regular, n~gga, we been involved
she said she love me, i’m laughin’ — b~tch, i’m too heartless, i drill with a mask and a smirk
lil bro in the cut tryna prove what he worth, got his first stain and he did it on dirt

[chorus]
rob that lil’ n~gga, he ain’t have sh~t, just a dusty lil’ glock and a vape in his jacket
stomped him out near the payphone, b~tch, left his head by the curb with the blood on the gravel
i’m slidin’ with 50s in plastic, my youngin’ too turnt, he’ll shoot at your casket
got them switches on blastin’, we catchin’ him lackin’, then stretchin’ his dumbass like fabric
[verse 2]
hop out that cut like baow, n~gga was froze, we done flamed up the scene
blood on my nikes, this sh~t get mean — i’m laughin’ while fl!ckin’ the beam
ain’t no love for a opp b~tch either, backdoored his ass with a text from keisha
she lined him up in them flats by cedar, then we took his pole and left him in pieces
big bro said, “spazz, chill out,” but f~ck that, i’m still gon’ tweak
still gon’ pop out deep, 7.62s make a big boy leak
say you got ties? we cut them strings, chop make a grown~ass man do flips
creep in the dark with the heat like a demon, if he breathe wrong, then his face get ripped
don’t talk no truce, i’m with all that violence
say you outside, get put in a silence
we done slid four nights in the same d~mn hood, with a plate and a mask, no license
lil dre in the back yellin’, “spin that whip!”
put a k on the opp, now they dead in a ditch
i don’t beef with kids, i get rid of they clique
spazz wild as h~ll, i was born with a switch

[chorus]
rob that lil’ n~gga, he ain’t have sh~t, just a dusty lil’ glock and a vape in his jacket
stomped him out near the payphone, b~tch, left his head by the curb with the blood on the gravel
i’m slidin’ with 50s in plastic, my youngin’ too turnt, he’ll shoot at your casket
got them switches on blastin’, we catchin’ him lackin’, then stretchin’ his dumbass like fabric


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