lirik lagu tero (chicago) - no diss
[intro]
ah ah, yeah, ahh
what you saying, bronem? ahh, yeah, ahh
[verse 1]
i ain’t know i was doing wrong ’til stop being right
if they put the bag on him, we get ’em then get a flight
coulda sworn a n~gga had my back until i seen a knife
hit that meta, but if you don’t hit that top
shoot him twenty times, stood on business for my lil brother
but i stoppin’ til they dead, on the jail call
gotta talk in code, n~ggas definitely going fed
i ain’t dissing n~ggas but if i diss, it’s towards lil jeffery
man, take the q50 out the infinity
his ass can’t even spin
[chorus]
z money was the first, but like the curse
i’m tired of xans, they did him bogus
i ain’t even tell his mama, they pushеd him out the van
it be cool ’til you get caught and you don’t gеt no chance
he got lost inside the water, he couldn’t swim in the deep end
he think he sl!ck, he really scared of us
did a rack on the weekend
thought it was over, seen him get closer, got caught up in the jam
[verse 2]
hot car, shoot him like my real car, then change the van
in the trenches, n~ggas backdooring, don’t care if it’s a kid
i lost my glock, was walking around wit a chop inside my pants
i put my ear to the streets, i heard they want some n~ggas dead
tell that n~gga if he ain’t get out the streets, my dawg gon’ get up with him
[bridge]
i had love for vert, but vert get it the worst
he steady bringing issues, these n~ggas steady playing wit us
like we ain’t show you n~ggas q50
wanna keep running his mouth like man folks ain’t get up wit him
he got hit up 10 plus times and made it out the spital
[chorus]
jumped out the porch at nineteen, these n~ggas ain’t official
he carry his glock up in his bookbag, his is not a shooter
i’m really outside in the raq, you inside on computers
b~tch, i’m thuggin’, can’t get done like z
he got left at the cleaners, i love my life so i keep my glock on me
it’s better have it than leave it
[outro]
these n~ggas wanna act like they tough
i really pull up on a n~gga, bounce out and blow at a n~gga
he a b~tch, i prolly just go on that n~gga
too many opps, i don’t know where i’m going in the hot
me and cap might spin through yo hood
if our b~tch get money, that’s sh~t understood
he merched in yo home, he ain’t from the hood
no mask, f~ck it, put on the hood
walk down, shoot it for good
throwing up b’s for buck, n~gga, f~ck yo hood
i never gon’ say sh~t, i never done
growing up in the trench, one of one
he was dead broke, still was just f~cking him up
[final refrain]
get back, ain’t nun to us
get back, ain’t nun to us
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