50/50 - dd caine lyrics
[intro]
pull up the site, seen his n-gg-s pouring bottles
don’t do tweetin, i do tweakin, you won’t make it to tomorrow
i don’t do the talk, i just do the walk
if i don’t see you in the day, at night, my pistol finna stalk
this sh-t flamee
[hook]
b-tch! i got two .45s, i’ll hit your crib up for a quarter
turn them sideways, split your sh-t in 50/50, arnold palmer
drowning pool, i let the bodies h-t the floor, glock hit his mama
if that boy a b-st-rd child i reunite him with his father
weapon kiss his face, my choppa playin’ “spin the bottle”
i don’t shoot to warn, i empty rounds until my clip is hollow
pull up the site, seen his n-gg-s pouring bottles
don’t do tweetin, i do tweakin, you won’t make it to tomorrow
[verse]
i don’t do the talk, i just do the walk
if i don’t see you in the day, at night, my pistol finna stalk
green light in front of him, he speeding in the dark
crack him like a .40 when this .40 hit his top
yes, i still got stamina while moving off the wok
f-ck you think, i ain’t gon slide when a n-gg- get the drop?
n-gg- i run it, you n-gg-s is runnin’, if it’s for the bread then you gettin your crumbs h-t
head, bridges of london, sh-t fall when i’m dumpin’
wigs split in abundance and you can’t glue gun it
i’m just sayin’, got no prob with sprayin’
icu that n-gg-, since he thought that i was playin
if that n-gg- shady, i’ma hit em with that one shot, two shot
i call my glock “teanna”, touch her right she blow tops
blooda, i breed no thots, ain’t no hoe in my blood
i’m abk/ebk til the end of my days, no problem sending no slugs
n-gg-s not rabid -ss-ssins, hop hoods like bunnies, i’m packing strap like i’m fudd
i do em dirty, they dropped in a ditch while it’s pouring that why “they call me mudd”
[hook]
b-tch! i got two .45s, i’ll hit your crib up for a quarter
turn them sideways, split your sh-t in 50/50, arnold palmer
drowning pool, i let the bodies h-t the floor, glock hit his mama
if that boy a b-st-rd child i reunite him with his father
weapon kiss his face, my choppa playin’ “spin the bottle”
i don’t shoot to warn, i empty rounds until my clip is hollow
pull up the site, seen his n-gg-s pouring bottles
don’t do tweetin, i do tweakin, you won’t make it to tomorrow
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