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lirik lagu xanman - drummin

[hook]
getting tired of these n-ggas keep bluffing
you with the feds, i call you mclovin
hit the plug with a stone cold stunner
don’t call him a shooter, we call him a runner
chop sing with a beat, like gunna
pew, pewuzi, drummer
rob him and his man, dumb and dumber
n-ggas hot, hot like the summer

[verse]
pew that is a mac with a cooler
pew that is a glock with a ruler
i got a ride, i ain’t getting an uber
he say he gon’ slide, man, he ain’t gon’ do nun’
glock with a knife, we gon’ give him a crew cut
n-gga walk down, get burned like the ku klux
call you chris brown, you post with a deuce up
muva asked me why i’m walking with two cups
i do not trust cuz, he an opp
sig with .380, i post on the block
young n-gga plugged in like an aux
7.62’s might knock down an ox
backdoor your man, i’m like “what lock?”
everything cool, until the gun pop
cuz bluffing like he tote glocks
they call me a janitor–keys and mops
everything funny ’til he got dropped
five years old, they like “he got heart”
walk in his house, we don’t need to knock
i walk to his door with a pizza box
yeah, like “who ordered?”
aw, “who daughter?”
i would’ve never thought of
cut off her legs, put her in the water
all my life, been surrounded by h–rders
cuz not trapping, only charging a quarter
get to maxing with the tec and i’m scoring
.223’s like two michael jordan’s
trap one way, trapping out florida
selling after school, n-gga, i loitered
plugs ask how many p’s did i order
i’m with the gang, i ain’t talking ’bout slaughter
tell the judge i ain’t going to my court date, yeah
i just might move up to norway, yeah
.380 in my north face, yeah
off a bar, put a xan in my cornflakes,pew
jesus, forsake
send out the bowl like chipotle
get away with the murder, call me oj
feds blitzed, then the trap gon’ relocate

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