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lirik lagu slik jack - dirty guns x fly garments

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intro :

verse 1:
i be that sharpshooter peering down the city like a gargoyal
one shot your noodle leakin on the streets like car oil
you not a god ill have you find out that you not immortal
have you touch the ocean floor hands tied witout a snorkel
they was haters now they tappin in like shit is morse code
tossing bags upon bags like the shit was corn hole
mass murder mogal killer face is un~rumorsefull
when i say im like zodiac yo i ain’t talkin horoscope
dead designers and presidents layed up in my wordrobe
im far from rich but i’ll give a gold digger bitch a soar throat
whеn oppurtunities knocking dont leave thе door closed
welcome it witta smile and a 38 short nose
i ride wit youngins and old souls that snort blow
they always gotta tube in some snow just like the north pole
im from where cats that look like ‘lord sko’come score dope
we jack’em and we skate wit they ice like elvis stojko

hook:
it’s a fact these o.g’s respect how i move
all the stick ups and the slingin brings’em back to they youth
im talkin money . brawls , broads and booze
dirty guns and fly garments ,gold chains and jewels
it’s a fact these o.g’s respect how i move
all the stick ups and the slingin brings’em back to they youth
im talkin money . brawls , broads and booze
dirty guns and fly garments ,gold chains and jewels

verse 2:
no plans on hitting the breaks till they bury me wit the greats
even then im a be in hell chasing fetti and snatching chains
big homie just lost his life i poured henny all in his grave
sent money down to his wife thats the price of this deadly game
all terrain in any lane ..my name holds weight like eddie kane
the gorey shit that i stomached woulda given you belly ache
im jude lawwww wit the aim in ennemy at the gates
and its hard to miss a shot when your weaponry is grenades
shipments falling off trucks son we got fendi by the crates
and lawyers like bruce cutler ta beat any and every case
fans focused on every phrase like a child, that carries eggs
i lay it down in one shot they be needing like twenty takes
mixed fentanyl wit the lyrics yes my recipe changed
got they mothfucking eyes twisting in back of they brains
reach my arm down ya throat like ya bodies an empty vase
and pull outcha fuckin soul and let it free from its cage

hook:
it’s a fact these o.g’s respect how i move
all the stick ups and the slingin brings’em back to they youth
im talkin money . brawls , broads and booze
dirty guns and fly garments ,gold chains and jewels
it’s a fact these o.g’s respect how i move
all the stick ups and the slingin brings’em back to they youth
im talkin money . brawls , broads and booze
dirty guns and fly garments ,gold chains and jewels


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