lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

riyc - 69kapo lyrics

Loading...

[intro]
don’t got a band and these f*ck n*ggas broke
b*tch i’m on the ave posted with the pole
b*tch i’m off a bar
so i’m moving slow
i feel like santana, b*tch i’m on go
run in yo crib imma empty the clip
ch*choppa hold .50 sh*t look like a d*ck
it’s crazy how n*ggas could be yo bro one day
the next, they muh f*ckin switch
that’s why i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas lil b*tch
i feel like i’m kai, scammed a n*gga for zips
i come to the fight and i’m clutching off rip
i come to the function, they asking “who dis?”
lil b*tch i’m the big dog
i got the glock, this b*tch think my d*ck hard
lil b*tch i can shoot, but my fist hit hard
that n*gga a f*ggot, 20 with his*
(lil b*tch, ha)
[verse 1]
(yuh)
i’m sorry my songs just been a lil ass cause i do not f*ck with these n*ggas
(yuh)
i put the glock to his stomach these f&n bullets gon take out his liver
don’t call me yo friend, don’t call me yo twin, don’t call me yo gang, cause i’m not yo n*gga
imma just slide on yo b*tch, then f*ck on her brains out, then imma muh f*ckin rip her
hop in a srt, see a opp, roll it down and we pullin the muh f*ckin trigger
i see an opp
(f*ck, d*mn)
i see a opp and i’m blowing the trigger
n*ggas is bluffing, they not no 59 slimes, these n*ggas be muh f*ckin b*tchin
b*tch i’m kapo da oso, i’m a slide in yo crib then ask “who the f*ck are you dissin?”
pineapple looking ass muh f*ckin always tryna neff, but now it’s my turn to diss her
b*tch got no tittys, got no ass, making nudes just get attention
we gon break a n*gga like a kitkat, and have aaron sliding with the pistol

[verse 2]
b*tch i’m heated now cause this fake haired b*tch just called a young n*gga fat
b*tch like 5 foot 1, how about i run in yo crib and take off ya hat

[verse 3]
all these windsor ass n*ggas is not scaring me
i just want ya n*ggas to stop jacking gzz
boney ass lame ass n*ggas keep talking
all he about is pushing some p’s
[verse 4]
i’m the only real n*gga that’s doing this sh*t
i popped me an oxy, i’m off of a bean
imma just go die at 20, cause i’m sipping wock hart n*gga i’m sipping dat lean

[verse 5]
busted 3 juggs this week
(i’m joking)
just got some sprite, imma pour some lean in that b*tch
i’m in the dmv with my young n*gga dami and we finna glow in this b*tch
d*mn glo, we both f*cking big
and we both learned how to not give a f*ck
i walk in the school with the .32 tucked
if i’m beefing with you n*gga you out of luck
slide in yo crib like a hocky puck
tryna rob for yo cash, but you don’t have a buck

[verse 6]
you don’t got a band and these f*ck n*ggas broke
b*tch i’m on the ave posted with the pole
b*tch i’m off a bar
so i’m moving slow
i feel like santana, b*tch i’m on go

[verse 7]
run in yo crib imma empty the clip
ch*choppa hold .50 sh*t look like a d*ck
it’s crazy how n*ggas could be yo bro one day
the next, they muh f*ckin switch
that’s why i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas lil b*tch
i feel like i’m kai, scammed a n*gga for zips
i come to the fight and i’m clutching off rip
i come to the function, they asking “who dis?”
[verse 8]
lil b*tch i’m the big dog
i got the glock, this b*tch think my d*ck hard
lil b*tch i can shoot, but my fist hit hard
that n*gga a f*ggot, 20 with his v*card

[verse 9]
20 + 1, 21, that’s a knife
miss 3 plays, like baseball, it’s strike
fight for that thot but can’t fight for yo life
feel like the hood, hit him with the pipe
b*tch i was 13 in the class getting right
how you claim he yo brother n*gga but won’t slide
(lil b*tch, ha)

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...