lirik lagu luhh dyl - f 12
[intro: luhh dyl & tee grizzley]
ss, ss, ss, yeah
uh~huh, uh~huh, uh, uh
ss, ss, slow down, uh~huh (j gramm)
[verse 1: luhh dyl & tee grizzley]
okay, one, remember, without god, then you ain’t nothin’
gotta face your problems like a man, can’t let ’em see you run
when it’s beef, all the opps retreat, so this beef sh~t ain’t fun
keep my heat right under my seat, no, i can’t go for nothin’
alright, two, when did these n~ggas get tough up out the blue?
football ain’t work for ’em, i guess they tryin’ somethin’ new
don’t ask why i go hard, i always dreamed of stars up in the roof
luhh dyl a safety hazard, he cause fires up in the booth
okay, three, do your homework ‘fore you try to step to me
i’m with glitch and we behind tint with an ar next to me
that n~gga ain’t did what i did, how dare you put him next to me
drac’ get wild, it might hit a child, so pick your destiny
okay, four, by the time i count to five, we at your door
like, what you on? if you say it’s smoke, then put it on the floor
okay, six, better not leave without your bl!ck, like keep it close
couple n~ggas died from doin’ that, so i know how it go
make an eight, then go blow it off for nights that we ain’t ate
know i skipped seven, but, sh~t, that’s where i’m from, i got away
if i f~ck with you, then nine, but if not, ten is what you pay
ever since eleven, i had dreams of rockin’ out the stage
f~ck 12, they still got cuz locked up behind the cage
thirteen an hour what dukes made, we was livin’ underpaid
we took l’s, but now all is well, i charge it to the game
forth quarter, ball was in my hands, i clutched it for the game (ah)
[verse 2: tee grizzley]
ooh, clutched up for the whole game (clutch)
clutched up, won the whole game (clutch)
n~ggas ain’t got no pape’, ain’t got no rank, they some no names (f~ckin’ lames)
put lettuce on you, romaine
got chicken~chicken, rocaine (chicken~chicken)
before music and gta, i only played the dope game (you know that)
i was taught, be quiet, let that cake talk, frr, frr (frr)
i was taught, be quiet, let them k’s talk, frr, frr (frr)
new maybach 680 black and white, look like an eight ball (sh~t)
hate a strong word, but all you b~tch n~ggas, i hate y’all (i hate ’em)
when i’m in the city, where i post is like the navy base (know that)
hundred glocks, eighty dracs, twenty of ’em fullies, gang (you know that)
knew how to make noodles, but i had to learn to cook the k (know that)
trappin’ in the snow, no winter coats, we had on hoodies, gang (you know that)
drivin’ through the o with all these pills to buy some trues and weaks (trappin’)
i come back with more blues than the bills, that’s why she choosin’ me (she on me)
i was hittin’ hoes from arbor hills ’cause we ran through the d (we hit ’em mall)
dodged all them cases, all them sh~lls, b~tch, i’m too elite (know that)
[verse 3: luhh dyl]
all she did was take two shots, now she can’t keep her hands off
when you playin’ in the sh~t i play with, wash your hands off
i ain’t lyin’, touched my first ten and broke my mans off
i ain’t lyin’, by the time i count to five, i’ll bet his head off
all she did was take two shots, now she can’t keep her hands off
when you playin’ in the sh~t i play with, wash your hands off
i ain’t lyin’, touched my first ten and broke my mans off
i ain’t lyin’, by the time i count to five, i’ll bet his head off
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