lirik lagu weezgotti - big steppa'
[intro]
nizzy on the b~b~b~beat
(top shotta, don dada n~gga)
(clown ass n~ggas acting like they (?) )
(gotti)
(n~ggas ain’t no real shooters n~gga)
(?)
(?)
(? if you can n~gga)
[verse]
poppin bottles on the gram they false celebrating
(n~ggas false celebrating)
they say they smoking new opp pack, why them n~ggas faking?
(why they faking?)
if you a k!lla you gon know when you k!lled the n~gga
(you ain’t no k!lla)
window shooter, get on feet you ain’t no k!ller n~gga
(we on feet)
it take a k!ller to k!ll a k!ller that was a rookie move (rookie)
i caught (~bleep) and k!lled his ass, wasn’t no rookie move
i caught (~bleep) and spanked him too, he ain’t know what to do
i caught (~bleep) and flipped him over, i put him under too
(n~ggas lackin)
they said thеy on that blacktop, i guess we hooping then
(thеn we hooping then)
heard he turned muslim in that pen hit his kufi then
(hit his head)
all them n~ggas do is run they mouth they be loose with them
(n~ggas talking)
and if a sucka died, sh~t i was probably the one shooting then
shooter nem, booza, bla$t and nem they know i blast for them
ars, aks, fn’s, i slide with acronyms
n~ggas know i come through with them choppas (?)
im on feet chasing n~ggas down, i ain’t gon play about it
foot missions, walk downs, we do standovers (standovers)
caught him smiling on his phone, now his mans over
(now he dead)
free marlo, free relly, them n~ggas real drillers
huh, i got seven on my belt b~tch im a real k!ller (real steppa)
stone cold steve austin when i slam sumn
huh, put a tag on his toe we just bagged sumn
i dont cap when i rap, you better ask sum
that n~gga p~ssy every chance he get he flag sum
every time im tyrnna score sum its from the heart
apply pressure then pop suckas from the villas to the park
any sucka block between, i left a couple suckas parked
and i heard we hit his spleen its time to leave his chair parked
.72’s, .57’s, .223’s, .56’s, check the score, held it on my back
i terrorize richmond
i heard yo n~gga ratted he a terrified witness
suckas stole my name and everything, they airing my business
keep it in the streets, metal jackets keep it in the gleek
i done dropped so many sh~lls i had em sweeping for a week
put his ass in icu, i had him sleeping for a week
i got the suckas family on the net, they preaching for some peace
they ain’t made em yet like me, i be back to back on feet
i be k!lling with a passion got redrum tatted on me
suckas popped me but ain’t k!ll me, i was slipping that was on me
and we almost caught a triple, n~gga next body on me
(~bleep) get out my dm telling me what you gon do
sending videos of that choppa that you ain’t even gon shoot
and you told on (?) and n~gga you know that you ain’t cool
brodie got that paperwork it ain’t no lie we got that proof n~gga
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