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lirik lagu nb lil dagger - all killers

[intro]
(dagger!)
yeah… (b~tch)
ayy, turn me up, turn me up!
(boom boom boom)
don’t play wit’ me, p~ssy!
(grrah! grrah!)

[chorus]
i said f~ck the opps, they know we all k!llers (f~ck ’em!)
he got hit up tryna tweet, now he a chalk figure (brrt!)
we got dracs, we got k’s, we love to stalk n~ggas (let’s go!)
ain’t no fair ones, b~tch, we steppin’ like some tall n~ggas (grrah, grrah!)
tell that hoe don’t ask me sh~t, go ask your dead brother (hoe)
he was dissin’ in that track, now he in red puddles (bang!)
i’m off wock’, i’m off xans, i’m with straight cutters
you gon’ slide or you gon’ die, ain’t no scared hustlers (never!)

[verse 1]
i caught that goofy walkin’ out — left his brains on the porch (baow!)
he was screamin’, “i’m a demon!” — now he floatin’ with the lord (stupid~ass!)
got a mac~10 in the couch, ar pistols in the floor
put that laser on his chest, he started beggin’, “i want more!” (b~tch!)
h~ll nah, we don’t show no love, we pop out, then we spin again
b~tch, i’m booted up, this f&n got more kicks than jackie chan (grrah!)
tell my shooter, “aim his head,” don’t let that f~ckin’ boy pretend
if he duck, we swing back through — glock got drums, no violin (duh~duh~duh~duh!)
(baow!) wipe his nose — he got dropped in front that stove
n~ggas cryin’ ’bout they gang, but never stepped when they was froze
got this .30 on my side, i treat this b~tch just like my soul (like my soul)
if i die, just spin for me — don’t let no hoe go post no poem (no poem!)
[chorus]
i said f~ck the opps, they know we all k!llers (uh~huh!)
he got hit up tryna tweet, now he a chalk figure (boom!)
we got dracs, we got k’s, we love to stalk n~ggas (spin that!)
ain’t no fair ones, b~tch, we steppin’ like some tall n~ggas (grrah, grrah!)
tell that hoe don’t ask me sh~t, go ask your dead brother (bye!)
he was dissin’ in that track, now he in red puddles (boom!)
i’m off wock’, i’m off xans, i’m with straight cutters
you gon’ slide or you gon’ die, ain’t no scared hustlers (facts!)

[verse 2]
i got bullets in this rental, not no suitcase (nah)
p~ssy talkin’ on the ‘gram, now he a blu~ray (cl!ck play!)
told my plug, “i need them chops, i want that new crate”
got this thotty off a addy, she gon’ set him up on tuesday (boom!)
i’m the one they call when they want war — no peace treatin’
i got shorties off the pills, they itchin’ just to squeeze triggers (grrah!)
ayy, tell the opps i sent a message through his nose bone
ain’t no textin’ — b~tch, i drop a bag and get his soul gone (bye~bye)
i was only 7 with that glizzy in my mattress
had my first k!ll at 8, now i’m steppin’ with a passion (real sh~t)
we don’t do no questions, we just shoot — that’s automatic
heard he told? his homies zipped him up just like a jacket (b~tch!)

[outro / bridge]
(dagger in this b~tch, yeah!)
all k!llers, all hitters
we don’t f~ck with no squealers (never!)
he was tough up on that phone
now he talkin’ to the reaper (gone!)
grrah! (grrah!) grrah! (baow!)
boom~boom~boom~boom~boom! (skrrt!)
nb lil dagger, b~tch
otf northside, stand on sh~t!
(ayy! f~ck all opps!)

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