lirik lagu quez2rr - pcf
[intro]
super pcfk, n~ggas die when they go speak, on god
grrrah, grrrah, frrt, frrt, frrt
super pcfk, n~ggas die when they go speak, on god
[verse]
hop out, crack a n~gga top, you know he gone, you see his mouth wide
heard [?] from the west, but went to school all on the southside
why he ain’t go step for lil’ v? they did him wrong, his ass got deep fried
matter fact, last time i put bruh in my wood, my ass got too high
these switches hit him, only thing he see a flash, he don’t hear no sounds
only reason he shop at costco, n~gga, ’cause red trap been got closed down
we made [?] move outta’ state, you know he shook, got on the grеyhound
j~e ass a b~tch, came through the hood, his ass got blowed down
know you had that papе’, but on yo’ partners, i drop that bag, b~tch
’cause they ain’t got no money to go to war, so we gon’ smack sh~t
if you get tired, go do some research on my gang, you know we hat sh~t
pull a opp n~gga grandma ass up out that car, we on that jack sh~t
these n~ggas speak on b, but it’s okay, b used to step on sh~t
two of them n~ggas got hit by big b flame for try’na test this sh~t
so stop speakin’ on my brother, spent enough and now he restin’, b~tch
i was down the road, and i did by the four, done seen some hectic sh~t
they let v hop in the v, go catch a b and get yo’ stain up
my young n~gga love some jewelry, do a show, better put that chain up
they spin through twice, and i put this here on p, some sh~t got flamed up
these n~ggas down bad and these n~ggas be broke as f~ck, better pick yo’ gang up
i drop 20’s, i drop 50’s, i drop 100’s, get sh~t gone
all these rap n~ggas be so cap, you ain’t got no hat, don’t drop no song
i pop out, put ass to belt, the whole southside know what i’m on
her hard head make a soft ass, but do yo’ thing, you know you grown, n~gga
pop out this b~tch swingin’, they know q5 aim for blood, n~gga
i paid for all them hats, so all them smackers show me love, n~gga
[?] died, come up out this b~tch blowin’, hit up the club, n~gga
i’m trippin’, i ain’t got no business arguin’ wit’ no dubs, n~gga
you a pretty boy, boy, do you even know ’bout gettin’ on feet?
i’m a murder boy, q5 gon’ swing this pole, leave sh~t deceased
i do my murder dance, like every time we up score, we in the streets
can’t see no opp b~tch, i fly sh~t out like 3, 4 times a week
i’m a blazer boy, put this sh~t on pete, we stand on business
this sh~t ain’t new to me, i take baths in some bleach when i get finished
just signed a deal now, so i took a lil’ break from all the drillin’
they done f~cked up, gave q5 some money, he the one that pay for k!llin’s, p~ssy
[outro]
q
he the one that pay for k!llin’, n~gga
f~ck you talm’bout?
light~skin~ass n~gga, dancin’~ass n~gga
super pcfk, n~gga
f~ck you talm’bout, n~gga?
n~ggas gon’ die ’bout this sh~t, n~gga
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