lirik lagu sha ek – we droppin’
[intro: sha ek]
(chee)
gang, gang, gang
grrah, grrah
[chorus: sha ek]
we droppin’ four ’cause it’s foursevk
smoke my pops, so i’m smokin’ on blay
spinnin’ decatur, it feel like a good day
every time that i’m lookin’ for ray
and mckinley ain’t never did nothin’
like tell me, stop all of the bluffin’
like n~gga, go get you some money
i was drippy, n~gga, you was bummy
[verse 1: sha ek]
grrah
like, they gon react to this sh~t
have ya’ b~tch shakin’ ass to this sh~t
we got the drop on his stu’ and my gang need a chain
so you know we sn~tchin’ his sh~t
i’m a greedy n~gga, i’ll slime you
have my o’s standin’ right behind you
f~ck a blue check
we get that addy and pull up like, “who we gon’ boom next?”
catch a rapper, and he shot
b~tch it’s like 17 shots in my glock
i go crazy, for my block, she gon’ die like that b~tch if shе smokin’ my pops, on gang
all these drugs really got mе buggin’
see these n~ggas, i’ma get to dumpin’
all these drugs really got me buggin’
see these n~ggas, i’ma get to dumpin’
[bridge: sha ek]
why these opp n~ggas suckin’ d~ck now?
like, i really beat up your brother
and your mom, she a dyk~
so now we gon’ beat on your mother
why these opp n~ggas suckin’ d~ck now?
like, i really beat up your brother
and your mom, she a dyk~ (grrah, grrah)
so now we gon’ beat on your mother
[chorus: sha ek & pgf nuk]
we droppin’ four ’cause it’s foursevk
smoke my pops, so i’m smokin’ on blay
spinnin’ decatur, it feel like a good day
every time that i’m lookin’ for ray
and mckinley ain’t never did nothin’
like tell me, stop all of the bluffin’
like n~gga, go get you some money
i was drippy, n~gga, you was bummy (glah, glah, glah)
[verse 2: pgf nuk]
n~gga, you ain’t do sh~t
i was really outside on your block with a switch
throw up the o like the wiic
we really k!llin’ bricks (glah, glah)
you jackin’ the opps, yo’ ass get popped (glah)
we clear up the block and we using a mop
red on his head, i’m comin’ to shop
the last thing he heard was, “fah” (fah, fah)
me and sha finna f~ck up the streets (f~ck up the streets)
shorty be up on point like a beat (point like a beat)
he got the heat, can’t wait ’til we meet (can’t wait ’til we meet)
if i play, he gon’ die in a week (die in a week), ayy
he might die today (die today)
if i know where he stay then i’m comin’ that way (comin’ that way)
i got the drac’, like bread, he baked
get shot in the face, he dead today
ayy, like, come get some get back
we smoke all the opps at the kickback
first n~gga swing, i’m showin’ we with that
we sendin’ shots, he get popped like a tic tac
rockin’ desinger, it’s comin’ in mismatch
we hit your bro, now come get your l!ck back
he f~cked your ho’, now come get your b~tch back
glah~glah boom, you know that we shoot back
[chorus: sha ek]
we droppin’ four ’cause it’s foursevk
smoke my pops, so i’m smokin’ on blay
spinnin’ decatur, it feel like a good day
every time that i’m lookin’ for ray
and mckinley ain’t never did nothin’
like tell me, stop all of the bluffin’
like n~gga, go get you some money
i was drippy, n~gga, you was bummy, glah
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