lirik lagu warcrim3 - 16
(intro)
got the geek bar n sh~t
yuh ayy
ima drop his body i dont give a f~ck about what he said
police rushin on me i dont give a f~ck about the feds
seen to many people switch on me b~tch im seeing red
yeah you catch me lurkin on my block you might just catch the lead
16 and i got this f~ckin guala im makin yo hoe wet
f~ckin up all on yo shotty b~tch i make her nut twice in the bed
ayy b~tch that ain’t a lie b~tch f~ck what you said
all these f~cking blunts and cigs yeah my lungs are dead
broke up with that f~ckin hoe left that b~tch on read
me and panic poppin pills we gon pop em till we dead
all that f~ckin galaxy gas got them f~ggots sped
b~tch im like thomas the train on this f~ckin track
smokin on thеm clouds you know i like that pac
spent so many bands but b~tch we can go rack for rack
flippеr zero on my side yeah ima f~ckin hack
but all yall m~th~f~ckas dumb yall ain’t know sh~t bout dat
yeah this ain’t no black rap this that hispanic rap
yeah my boy panic white but he got the glock on his lap
and that boy dont cap he got that m~th~f~ckin vision it won’t hold him back
if he up the f~ckin pole you might just wanna run a lap
mossy oak up on us b~tch you know we in that camo trap
dont forget the true religion got them sh~ts saggin off our ass
blunts won’t ease the past so them pills make it last
lurkin round fayettenam like whats the forecast
yeah we live in north carolina b~tch that rain come fast
just like the f~ckin bodies that me and panic gonna stack
yeah we in the m~th~f~ckin trap
(sample)
ayy i know you don’t smoke weed, i know this but ima get you high today, because it’s friday, you ain’t got no job and you ain’t got sh~t to do
(panicsoicy)
me n warcrim3 stackin bodies you know we dont f~ckin play
g~lock on my lap we spinnin ina f~kkin escalade
if he f~ck wit cc you know we gon make him f~ckin pay
wanna get this bag for my uncle so ill rap all day
b~tch you know that i am panic finna drop this f~ckin album
me and warcrim3 at cats cradle so you know the outcome
make it to the top wit my bros, i can’t do it wit out em
matter fact f~ck the glock, got my cutter let me at em
ab want me on a track so you know im f~ckin spazzin
my stick like yo b~tch they both make the sound of f~ckin clappin
i just wanna make good music don give a f~ck bout cappin
thinkin bout them sets sh~t i think im bout to start relapsin
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