lirik lagu valdo - michael jackson
[intro]
yeah , b~tch , gang
gang , aye , aye
[chorus]
we hitting his block we taking a life this sh~t gone get real tragic
im pulling her hair she throwing it back and she calling me daddy you better duck cause when i up im taking a life with this rachet
im smoking his soul im high as a b~tch and he inna casket
im hitting up his block choppa singing high notes like its michael jackson
[verse1]
ion like to talk i take this sh~t serious if its smoke i get active
i buss his head like a gar when i catch his ass lackin
n~gga this sh~t in my blood yall n~ggas be p~ssy (yeah) yall be acting yall n~ggas be b~tches yall be soft (yeah) yall be actors
free my n~gga f~ck the system and them crackers
(yeah) walk down shooting sh~t like im shaq
im d~cking his b~tch she giving me head heen getting her back
im pulling her hair she hitting high notes (yeah) she throwing it back
(yeah) name a n~gga who can do it like me
we spin on his block we making his family rock his ass onna white t
everywhere i go i keep a stick
walk down on his ass ian gone miss
how the f~ck yeen slide bout your respect you n~ggas be soft ass a b~tch
you n~ggas be soft as a b~tch he talking all that sh~t gone get his ass hit
ar beating sh~t up calling this mf jackie chan the cause the way it kick
go get a bag why the f~ck you mad cause i f~cked yo b~tch
walk down on his ass got the hunnid round up in this mfn stick
imma empty this stick imma keep blowing till i hear that mfn cl!ck
ion gaf who you is yk lil valdo gone pop his sh~t
[chorus]
we hitting his block we taking a life this sh~t gone get real tragic
im pulling her hair she throwing it back and she calling me daddy you better duck cause when i up im taking a life with this rachet
im smoking his soul im high as a b~tch and he inna casket
i up his block choppa singing high notes like its michael jackson
[verse 2: 257 dinero]
f~ck the opps tryn knock me off my pivot thats why i keep my beads
no i ain’t banging but i got n~ggas behind me who be chucking the 3
dont get me wrong i hold my own n0body gotta f~ck with me
if yeen got a body ween beefing but this fade still free
im trying my luck im shooting the dice hope i come up on seven
i drop the bag go hit me a l!ck solo these n~ggas be telling
buss his head leave his sh~t gushy like a mfn melon
these n~ggas is b~tches gun like a hammer slap his ass with the metal
[chorus]
we hitting his block we taking a life this sh~t gone get real tragic
im pulling her hair she throwing it back and she calling me daddy you better duck cause when i up im taking a life with this rachet
im smoking his soul im high as a b~tch and he inna casket
i hit up his block choppa singing high notes like its michael jackson. [yeah gang b~tch]
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