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lirik lagu yagi b - everything dead

[chorus]
step in the spot, she poppin’ it
if he throw up a~, then i’m droppin’ it
send a what? lookin’ for who?
catch a what? don’t get boomed
mans died, y’all ain’t been back yet
other mans shot, y’all ain’t send back yet
so know that it’s on, who wanna go next?
mentionin’ deads, now everything dead
he ain’t come over here, he banished
i got pole on me, i take advantage
doa’s in the spot, he panicked
jb gang on your block, he flarin’
he said what he said, it’s okay
i’ma bend through that block, both ways
keem got hit in the head, okay
oy, gotta add a k
they ain’t tweakin’ with us and they laced
this sh~t not a game (at all)
you could die the day (yes sir)
send you up to caine
everything could change
5 in the 2, that’s just how i train
don’t get boomed tryna play the pain
deuce 2 do the job when you aim
everyday that i’m walkin’ in pain
all the sh~t that i did, you can’t
all the sh~t that i did, you can’t
[verse 2]
i fell off with the knock, with the vibe
they won’t give me a piece of the pie
they’ll screamin’, “r.i.p.” if i die
ain’t no way i could leave one of mines
independent, i only need i
put the wick ’em, put three in his mind
i’ma starve and tell ’em i’m fine
i can’t eat with ’em, he ain’t my kind
how it’s beef and n0body died?
so go to my hood, i can’t f~ck up
seen me in habit, that n~gga done lucked up
i sat with no pole, i done f~cked up
and the sh~t was real cold, they ain’t love us
remember days i was broke, said “f~ck ’em”
i don’t hide, show face, i ain’t duckin’
you ain’t did what i did, shut the f~ck up
you don’t live how i live, get your tongue tucked
she ain’t takin’ that risk, i don’t want her
dummy a dummy, but lotti was dumber
keep your gun in the spot all summer
one in the choppa, won’t go out like trap
billy grinchin’, ain’t givin’ no tags
billy get ’em, he got ’em, no cap
.30 clip, got a beam attached
’86 where my demons at
’86 where my demons at
[verse 2]
don’t trip
before i leave the crip, i got a stick
spin in the v, everything get flipped
run into me, better have your grip
glock got a beam, aimin’ at your limbs
started clearin’ scenes, i was only 10
sh~t ain’t what it seem, n~ggas be pretend
all the sh~t i seen made me who i am
i ain’t duckin’ then, who could say i ran
not a soul walkin’ on this land
stackin’ up the money, stickin’ to the plan
gotta keep it with me, can’t give them a chance
trigger finger itchin’, i don’t wanna dance
ball for jb ’til the day i can’t
in the system, tryna get me in the can
fightin’ cases, i’m prayin’ i win
free nick, free naz
those the real goons on time
(look, those the real goons on time, n~gga)

- lirik lagu yagi b

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