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believe - ciggy blacc lyrics

[intro]
(gang, gang*gang*gang*gang)
watch ’em
(rrah*rrah)
(is this glock?)
gang
(nah, this cb30 shot)
gotta trust the process and secure the bag
(rrah*rrah)

[verse: ciggy blacc]
yeah i believe in god (gang), i commit a lot of sins (boom)
the bible never told me (rrah), i gotta watch my friends (glah*glah)
thirty knocker, it extend (glah*glah*glah)
uh, bullets knockin’ out his wind
uh, she wan’ f*ck me with her friends (rrah)
look, she wan’ f*ck me with her friends
don’t act up or act touch
f*ck a backdoor, he get left in the back seat (gang*gang*gang)
uh, heard you playin’ the back [?] (rrah*rrah*rrah*rrah)
demons walk up, look, then he clap ’em
if he payin’ the shooter, he doin’ it gladly
brodie, he shootin’ like bradley (boom*boom*boom)
after that, pay the bail, uh (glah*glah*glah)
certified drillers, they shootin’ with sk!lls (gang)
all black, mask up on a drill
free [?], hope they gave him a pill (rrah)
heard they pocket watchin’, n*gga broke (rrah)
can remain silence, but he told (gang*gang*gang)
why that n*gga reachin’ and ain’t blow? (boom)
i’m it, make a n*gga float (rrah)
broom stick, i put on show (rrah)
2, 3 chops, k!llers on the road (glah*glah*glah)
drench gang mafia deeper than you know (drench gang mafia)
move in silence if he drop the lo’, gang (rrah)
uh, move in silence if he drop the— (boom)
gang
[bridge: ciggy blacc & l.r]
yeah i believe in god, look, i commit a lot of sins
the bible never told me, uh, i gotta watch my friends (fow*fow*fow)
got a thirty, it extend
look, knocked the out his wind

[verse 2: l.r]
all blacked up ’cause i down for the drill (gang)
told lil’ bro pass me the steel (gang*gang*gang)
[?] up it, he shootin’ for real
who said what? ’cause i’m down for the drill (glah*glah*glah)
locko pull up, he flockin’ for real
chopper gon’ blitz, he shootin’ with sk!lls (fow*fow*fow)
walk*ups got me feelin’ like will (gang*gang*gang)
back out ya pace, he might flock at ya grill (glah*glah*glah)
call up [?], he lovin’ some pills
[?] gang got me shootin’ for real (gang*gang*gang)
is he gonna slide? brodie tact’ with the drill (fow*fow*fow)
don’t gotta c*ck it, put one in his grill (glah)
slide through, we makin’ amends (gang*gang*gang)
he got shot tryna hop out the fence (rrah*rrah*rrah)
n*gga be sneaky, might die with ya friends (gang*gang*gang)
[?]
bro got shot, that calls for revenge
2, 3 shots, yeah we scorin’, that’s drench (gang*gang*gang)
free triple o, brodie down for attempt (fow)
glock*17, aim it straight to his chin (glah*glah*glah)
cb30 makin’ movie, no films
flocka be itchin, he shootin’ like tim (gang*gang*gang)
wipin’ off, manny down, hit his skin (fow*fow*fow, rrah)
(gang*gang*gang, fow, rrah, gang*gang*gang)

- ciggy blacc lyrics

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