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lirik lagu pop kreep - alley

[verse 1: pop kreep]
fro was just duckin’ his fro, n~gga he seen’d the beam then he had to get low
rock him to sleep, let him think that we mans
turn around, he seen the flash of the tan
no i ain’t box, why you threw up your hands?
and i missed on that scene, all i could say is “d~mn”
w~we was slidin’, forgot it was pourin’
the opps not outside, so this sh~t gettin’ boring
i’m not a rapper, don’t believe in the hype
if i can’t get a scooter, walk it down like a hike
gotta walk through the dark, just to get through the light
proud of them, but you might lose your life
i’m on the ones and tryna up the score
n~gga bro i’m tryna hop out, unlock my door
she think she crazy, let hеr tote on the deucеy, if she real she gon’ make a movie
brodie buggin’ tryna f~ck up on ally
she deleted her gram so i can’t throw the alley
blowin’ up kai phone just for the patsy
spin back around if the gun jam
we go broke then we robbin’ the bud man n~gga
creepin through they pz, watchin’ for the d’s
brodie too hot, he movin’ wit’ the g
tryna spot me a opp and put him on a tee
point guard, pass it off to the shooter
brodie tryn’ bug, we tryna buss’ a medula
we spin night~time soon as it get cloudy
they jackin’ q50, what happened to that audi? b~tch
i left my phone in that crib, b~tch i’m spinnin’
i’m wit’ them demons in the ride and we sinnin’
with the grem’s and they ridin’ for me
w~with the kreeps and they slidin’ for me
got a thottie on my phone, tryna line up a g
just act like y’all friends, we gon’ rock him to sleep
[verse 2: jodot kreep]
f~ck this rap sh~t, i already put on
i got two twin glocks, tryna get ‘em gone
when i’m spinnin’, can’t answer my phone
all black on that block, tryna see who put on
when we caught “top shooter”, he didn’t perform
tryna slide on my block, on bro we get on
f~freshy, died, n~gga a goner
gotta watch for the d’s, ‘cause they tryna build folders
zay3 died, told bro to roll a boulder
can’t forget about [?], still smoking his shoulder
b~tch tryna f~ck, tell her come over
if i catch me a 8 on that block, he a goner
when i spin, tryna catch one older
w~when i’m sober, i just sit back and roll up
think to myself on how i’m bout to blow up
when i step in the function, b~tch i keep a toaster
why the opps keep hating, acting like they know us
n~n~gga we had them running they sides
we had ‘em ducking the .9
everytime that i spin, i pray i make it home

- lirik lagu pop kreep

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