da feds "heating up" (polo g remix) - 07boookie lyrics
da feds “heating up” (polo g remix) lyrics
[intro]
why these n*ggas be f*ckin’ wit’ me
in the zone, uh, uh, feel alone
i keep a choppa, keep a 30 i a knock em’ in his dome
got my hand up on my heart and on my chrome
[chorus, 07boookie]
yeah lets go, brahh, ill hit em’ in his chest
richmond avenue, i saw a body off of percocet’s
n*gga you a p*ssy (uh, uh, uh) i can catch out the west
b*tch these hard uh, uh, they’ll knock em out his vest
“who is you?, and how the f*ck you know we met”
b*tch im outta’ here, this n*gga talking to da’ feds
yeah lets go, brahh, ill hit em’ in his chest
richmond avenue, i saw a body off of percocet’s
n*gga you a p*ssy (uh, uh, uh) i can catch out the west
b*tch thеse hard uh, uh, they’ll knock em out his vеst
“who is you?, and how the f*ck you know we met”
b*tch im outta’ here, this n*gga talking to da’ feds (to da’ feds, boom brahh)
[verse 1]
caught a n*gga at frazee uh, uh, im finna’ tay keith
f*ck these n*ggas up, im finna’ hold that barrel to his gut
blast it, my sticks they came in automatic
im wavin’ blue im wit’ my crew and we’ll let a n*gga have it (n*gga have it, boom, ahh, ahh, ahh)
i got my hand on my chrome (uh, ah, ah)
hit a n*gga in his dome (in his dome, ha, ha)
play wit’ us and then you fold (and then you fold, ooh, woo)
we gone leave yo body cold (uh, oh, oh, oh)
[bridge]
caught em’ snitchin’ to the feds (caught em’ snitchin’ to the feds)
so we left that n*gga dead (so we left that n*gga dead)
on the pavement, keep on talking ill beat yo ass yeah b*tch i ain’t playin
[chorus, 07boookie]
yeah lets go, brahh, ill hit em’ in his chest
richmond avenue, i saw a body off of percocet’s
n*gga you a p*ssy (uh, uh, uh) i can catch out the west
b*tch these hard uh, uh, they’ll knock em out his vest
“who is you?, and how the f*ck you know we met”
b*tch im outta’ here, this n*gga talking to da’ feds
yeah lets go, brahh, ill hit em’ in his chest
richmond avenue, i saw a body off of percocet’s
n*gga you a p*ssy (uh, uh, uh) i can catch out the west
b*tch these hard uh, uh, they’ll knock em out his vest
“who is you?, and how the f*ck you know we met”
b*tch im outta’ here, this n*gga talking to da’ feds (to da’ feds, boom brahh)
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