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lirik lagu shuuds - it looks good

[intro]
all right, everybody
this is a f~cking raid (hargo production)
anybody try to leave, i pump one in your ass
hahahahaha, that’s when sh~t’s real
keep your eyes peeled
boi

[chorus]
all they heard was, and then the corn dischargin’ (boi)
circumstances disheartenin’
it looks good on the net, you pr~cks
had the gangdem slid on the 6, they’re bawlin’
no, we ain’t stoppin’ till they’re all rotten, my little n~ggas keep enhancin’
fill the ringer with skengs and men, couple racks in the left and extinguish the target (finish it)

[verse 1]
script got flipped, we’re lit, not far from a stick when i base on a strip (coolin’)
new plates gotta set an example, k!ll a rascal ‘fore his career begins (ayy, dead it)
fifteen stuffed in the clip, not to mention the one that sits on the tip (ayy, fill it)
waistbands filled with shivs, dip up anythin’ you see on the gip
they know how we rock when we go lower tulse, watch brucka and creepz do dash
opps mentioned runnin’ me down as a team, same sitch lightskin got sent to the ‘lag (gone)
homicide squad at my door but i’m mustered, same year, raided my yard for waps
went jail, came home, still grippin’ poles, went tulse and drill up their flats (real life)
dubs up for my woodside slimes (gang)
shout nuts’, got it patterned on the drive (woof, yeah)
on the hill tryna bake out dozens, same way g rinsed the miz on the 5
take it there, someone took it there, check the news, somethin’ got facetime’d (facetime)
all i see is man droppin’ them tops cah they know man’s squad take it to them heights (d~ckhead)
told broski, fling on some kai cenat, headshot, make a f~ckboy twitch
man’s trollin’, tryna take vids of my block till somethin’ got shot, now they’re blamin’ the ting (blame who?)
still got love for my sweetheart [?], why the f~ck she have a baby with him?
couldn’t get a seekers ’cause of my ~~~~
i know they’re p~ssed, they have to cut out their back entrance (some nerds)
before s~xyy red, gyal been naughty (naughty), give her d~ck, now she ments like maudsley (cattin’)
tbt when four got cut, i can tell you when lats got fried like morley’s (boi)
the gyal man bucked don’t like gang members, so how am i doin’ this thing for the shorties?
all of them tracks and you still ain’t known, i ain’t respondin’ to dripz or ~~~~ (ayy, cut that out)
poorly, they say it’s vacant on the top
little tramp we don’t chill in council flats, man rather kick back and make some guap (some skrilla)
spinners and mops, with a glock 17 like the moscow dons (some opps)
main opp in this beef, ain’t throwin’ a strop
man signed to the trees, get with it, or drop (get with it)
instruments like an orchestra, i remember when the missions got aborted, nuff (joke ting)
sixteen with a sawn off pump, one barrel didn’t work, sizz still got bun (bow)
free don money, got nicked, three skengs, if he weren’t locked, would be servin’ grub (free ’em)
it’s smoke, so a lot to be burstin’ guns (free ’em)
free k, jackboy, free all of the tugs (free the guys)
[chorus]
all they heard was, and then the corn dischargin’
circumstances disheartenin’
it looks good on the net, you pr~cks
had the gangdem slid on the 6, they’re bawlin’ (joke ting)
no, we ain’t stoppin’ till they’re all rotten, my little n~ggas keep enhancin’ (ayy, rise)
fill the ringer with skengs and men, couple racks in the left and extinguish the target (get round)

[verse 2]
you should have stayed in his yard like dimzy
they had theirs, but they couldn’t get cl!cky (cl!cky)
was it a bike or ‘ron?
i don’t know, all i know you got smoked like a chimney
i won’t go into depth like kay~o, but know my n~ggas locked off the main road (lock it)
pattern up if we get that drop
if i see feds, me go like quavo (garn)

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