lirik lagu raq baby - dirty dan
[intro]
yeah, n~gga, this sh~t ain’t hard, n~gga
gang sh~t ain’t hard, y’all n~ggas be bitin’ my style, though
i’ma switch it up on y’all f~ck n~ggas, show y’all somethin’ (xair, let me get that motherf~cker)
no yap
mm, yeah, hmm, hmm, yeah, hmm, yeah
hmm, yeah, huh, f~ck n~gga, yeah, brrt
hmm
hmm, hmm, yeah
[verse]
big~ass draco on my lap, hope you don’t lack, know we the pap pursuers
think he can make it out the city, if he lack, then do it
really was tweakin’, i wasn’t learnin’, had a gat in school
huh, and they like puttin’ my name in sh~t, i told ’em raq didn’t do it
really don’t care about nothin’ else as long as my package movin’
i’m not lackin’, try to run up and told him, “back back, you stupid?”
huh, n~gga’s a b~tch, he not no robber, he get jacked in school
hmm, beat his ass, gеt stomped on the mat for speakin’ on raq, you fool
ayy, your partnеr ain’t come today, but we gon’ pack him soon
huh, your brother a freshman, he too young, lil’ bro’ll pack him too
put a hit out for the quarterback, them chasin’ a sack, lil’ dude
plottin’ on you all day, so when we up, just give me that pack, lil’ dude
all these rap n~ggas bite my style, n~gga, give me that back, lil’ dude
see an opp at the function, can’t pull off, his sh~t on flat, lil’ dude
ooh, just be cool, don’t be rude, don’t be worried ’bout what i do
go ask your n~gga, we put belt to him and he know what i do
play with this sh~t, lost all your members, what do i have to prove?
big bro tweakin’, got better things to do than sit on the block with you
take it out on everything, can’t find your bro, we sendin’ shots at you
we takin’ him down, he ask for the time like we finna throw a clock at you
ain’t n0body perfect, they be quick to point out a man’s flaw
crazy, your k!ller can be that n~gga from the sandbox
some of these n~ggas just mad i f~cked they b~tch, they ain’t no d~mn opps
i’m with the same squad
huh, we got roxy, perky 10s, and the xan bar
don’t forget rb the drank man, purple in, boy
yeah, yeah, and, n~gga, i’m smart, i’m a real~deal k!ller
we don’t be doin’ no hits out of rentals
see your car, flip ’em, where is my pistol?
try to jump my ho, that b~tch gettin’ beat up, she like, “where is my sister?”
my b~tch got hands, huh
you thought i was gon’ fight, your n~gga got hit with dirty dan, huh
love the sound of shooting, it’s like music to a band
every n~gga up that fire and do not use it, chop his hand
[outro]
yeah, n~gga, chop they f~ckin’ hand off, n~gga, you don’t shoot sh~t, b~tch
yeah, we catchin’ murders, n~gga, we tryna catch a k!ll
knock your b~tch ass down, n~gga, we gon’ shoot you
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