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lirik lagu stain blixky - yodeling

[verse 1: stain blixky]
if he jackin’ the o he eliminated, jackin’ the woo he disintegrated
they need to stop lyin’, shots flyin’, opps dyin’, blood shed for the gang
all that bullsh~t i’m not buyin’, stop tryin’, n~ggas not slidin’, n~ggas know where i hang
smooch said she wanna l!ck me, told her get shiggy come whine on a blixky
dissin’ them socially six feet, ain’t no approachin’ i keep a big gleesh
sh~t get litty, she said, “boy you mixy you party with drilly’s”
brodie pass that fifty, stuffed in the knocks and i shoot ’til it’s empty
better get back quickly, get back gang we clever
glock with a d~ck i don’t do no beretta
bullets rain on his block better get an umbrella
we gon’ spin on his block no propеller
opp in the spot it could go up whenеver

[verse 2: kush binflockin]
super rich we do it better
she with the winners, we blowin’ the cheddar
she was in love when i met her, but i know she a treesh i just slap and forget her
she from the 50z, all it take is one trip
we bringin’ plenty knockings to your function
still steppin’, kush you ain’t change one bit
i keep a bl!cky on me i be dumpin’, uh
hollows hit him we gon’ slump him
them talibans always up to something, uh
duppy gang we ain’t for nothing
he had his knocks on him but we duffed him
bro you are not slidin’, stop lyin’, shots firin’ if you play with the gang
i been on flock time, opps dyin’, ask about it but i don’t know a thing
yeah i’m gettin’ cold hearted, chrome hearted, shordy, i put all my love in the bank
them boys old problems, been flockin’, now look what they done started again
[verse 3: gooddayray]
n~gga you ain’t the vibes, front on the gang [?]
please don’t play both sides, you will get your ass whooped any time we slide
and i’m poppin’ them percs like they prescribed, no, i’m not addicted it’s all in the mind
yellow perc’, yellow tape, just some of the things that be gettin’ me high
and it’s a good day what the hood say and no it don’t matter the weather
i spin through your block whenever, can’t get knocked with the chop ’cause your boy too clever
hollywood had to do better, all the n~ggas he was with why the f~ck they left him?
hollywood had to do better, all the n~ggas he was with why the f~ck they left him?
he must ain’t know how a shooter move, he lost his life ’cause he spin with a knife
he must’ve thought he was bullet proof and the n~gga drove him must be stupid too, like
them 8oh n~ggas beat the sh~t outta milly, like
it would’ve been a body if he got caught by a drilly, like

[verse 4: ktone]
glock got a d~ck leave them 80s for b~tches
v to the 50z, crack the chevy with [?]
it’s me and flock, two deep on a mission
i would’ve floxked but milly just hit him
he try to run, kb gon’ spliff him
i cl!ck when i’m sober, off yellows we trippin’
caught that boy lackin’ he runnin’ and trippin’
smoke o’s to the face, dead opps we just zip ’em
i’m out the cut like i’m fredo, toss the old tec and bought me a draco
f~ck 12, they need to free dredoe
that ar~15 [?] shots like a egg roll
free khay you know we been floxkin’
my opps like perkies all we know is pop ’em

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