lirik lagu tunez x kell grizzly – skeemz
[verse 1: kell grizzly]
gang gang in this b-tch you know how i rock
big grizz from the 4 that’s the murder block
catch a opp on my block then he getting popped
i be posted all night with the 30 shot
i can’t f-ck wit broke b-tches i don’t talk to cops
imma young grizz n-gga trynna reach the top
you see the haters and the snakes when you getting guap
these b-tches sloppy givin toppy they some f-ckin thots
dropped tag team n-gga got fans now
gave up the spaldin n-gga ballin wit his bands now
i don’t fight copped a .30 put ya hands down
its on sight if you lackin and we sprayin rounds
for the p-ssy -ss n-ggas i ain’t playin round
n-ggas talkin when we pullup they don’t make a sound
catch you in traffic and you lackin we gon lay you down
catch you in traffic if you lackin we gon lay you down
grizzly gang that’s the campaign
everywhere i go bring my d-mn thang
and ill pull it n-gga like a hamstring
we be movin work off the air planes
poppin bottles throwin champagne
on the 4 block where you can’t hang (blizzyyyyy)
p-ssy boy we got aim
you got no bands you a f-ckin lame
opps comin call rico up (ricoooooo)
he a f-ckin hitta he don’t give a f-ck
i call bronem they be down to ride
we be makin moves but ain hard to find
if we on ya block its a homicide
have you laid out wit ya momma cryin
double g we up next n-gga i be makin hits and i ain’t even tryin
[verse 2: tunez]
tunez in this b-tch…. ayo big grizz we finna rip this sh-t bro…on mommy ..ugguhh lets get it
got b-tches lookin like who the f-ck is tunez ?
choppa still sweepin like a f-ckin broom
you gon finesse me ? you a f-ckin fool
i got kell in here we gon f-ckin gool
and you know my swag like so cool
and its good cookin like soul food
you a trap god ? but you don’t move
still makin beats off of pro tools ?
still steady talkin watchu gon do ?
ill have my sixes swarm you
and kell
you know he down to ride
lookin for the opps and they always hide
if you know me then im always high
you can get cut like a pizza pie
or get done greasy like some f-ckin fries
you a sixx godd ? that’s a f-ckin lie
what in my blunt b-tch im puffin fly
know the haters mad they wanna see me die
all black down when you see me ridin
see a p-ssy lackin and im gonna slide him
got feins in the kitchen while im whippin pyrex
make a false move and they still firin
they gettin hit and they still dyin
they gettin hit and they still dyin
gotta bad juvy and the b-tch is blastin
i got maaad groupies imma p-ssy magnet
we go maad toolys cuz we for some action
call skatt up cuz he never lackin (never)
and shout out to the 4 block
where they still shootin ain gon stop
have ya block hot when that chrome pop
ain’t training hoes get my own top
got a extended clip in my long shot
you f-ck around and get ya dome popped
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