lirik lagu nuk - burnin whips
[intro]
(bangthatshit)
[verse 1]
made myself a boss, who you runnin’ for?
bitch, you know his pockets at the bottom like an underscore
i got niggas all on my head, but i still love detroit
yeah, i treat that dog like a mechanic, i get under boy
boy, you just under boss
told that boy to come right with that quarter, i ain’t frontin’ soft
you in the club blowed, winnin’ ones a toss
told bro let ’em know we here, he took the mussle off
keep some dirty sticks, we killin’ more people
tell ’em how we five bodies up since you the scorеkeeper
i better not see a nigga throw a fivе if he don’t know us all
get the drop and slide every week until it’s protocol
hit his top and all you see is blood like he called, “mary mary”
brodie keep his heat, but wanna ice him just like ben & jerry
sick i called his bitch and had her suck me out my favorite boxers
yeah, bitch, we score on every slide, but we ain’t playin’ soccer
[chorus]
these niggas can’t get in beef with me if it ain’t ’bout no money
they say we keep catchin’ the bodies, they gon’ pile up on us
i know brodie really on they ass, i seen him reload
all my niggas sick, but they ain’t ne~yo
from the county to thirty~six
if them bodies like lotteries, then brodie hit
we ain’t tryna fight the feds, we gon’ burn up every tip
it’s like we hate our slave masters, we gon’ burn up every whip
[verse 2]
textin’ bro like shit, i got the house
they gon’ think i’m signed by master p when they see chopper style
used to see all my killers’ face when i say spin around
hit his head, ain’t talkin’ ’bout no case when i say, “sit ’em down”
make brodie take your hoodie off, a hundred rounds, that’s bully talk
i be out there playin’ with that dog, can make a bully walk
boy, you know my hood the same, keep straps on fully gang
fuck around and cut him with two 3’s, but this ain’t bully gang
niggas better tap in with the zone if they in my state
i be with the niggas that catch bodies and go m.i.a
they catch a body and be in your face
they wanna know why we be talkin’ slidin’ and ain’t on a base
[chorus]
these niggas can’t get in beef with me if it ain’t ’bout no money
they say we keep catchin’ the bodies, they gon’ pile up on us
i know brodie really on they ass, i seen him reload
all my niggas sick, but they ain’t ne~yo
from the county to thirty~six
if them bodies like lotteries, then brodie hit
we ain’t tryna fight the feds, we gon’ burn up every tip
it’s like we hate our slave masters, we gon’ burn up every whip
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