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they lyin - drilla' lyrics

[intro]
fatz gang
you know it
b*tch

[chorus]
got a remix in my song but that sh*t ass (get wacked)
flame up lil boo right now, he tirehead (lil boo)
flame up stello (stello) right now, the light was red
all the opps are dead (b*tch), i never cared (you know it)
varney can’t run around, draco sit’em down
it’s longer 12 in around, he get man down (you know it)
bob*o can’t make sound, he in the ground (bob*ooooo)
lil pooda he a goofy, he pushed around (you know it)
i’m bussin off pills i’m rolling in this sh*t (huh?)
pd with me, he totin’ a stick (what?)
i’m smoking on millie, timo dirty as sh*t (you know it)
n*gga f*ck twhy he from that sh*t (yeah)
gudda what made you shoot your sh*t? (huh?)
looked at that gun, i wanna see quint
[?]

[verse]
lil durk y’all don’t want smoke, if y’all did woulda got back for beto (yeah)
if him turnt up, put in on zeko (yeah)
f*ck the ville, got back for zeko n*gga (you know it)
[?]
how you miss on a free throw n*gga?
riding through the bricks playin’ finding memo n*gga
never see you in the streets lil n*gga
baybay he a goofy he used to call peace treaty with us
n*ggas dissin’ they use to be with us
but they [?] with us
smooth as a goofy how you pop somebody then go say sorry but you won’t beef with us?
troy [?] n*gga
waldo got hit, l’a got hit, steve got hit, baldy got hit, inky d got hit he ain’t supposed to be with you
n*ggas say they want smoke but they ass lyin’
when we slide down their block they ass hidin’
in traffic with the [?] leave your momma cryin’
we about homicides, so don’t come outside
[chorus]
got a remix in my song but that sh*t ass (get wacked)
flame up lil boo right now, he tirehead (lil boo)
flame up stello (stello) right now, the light was red
all the opps are dead (b*tch), i never cared (you know it)
varney can’t run around, draco sit’em down (rahh)
it’s longer 12 in around, he get man down (you know it)
bob*o can’t make sound, he in the ground (bob*ooooo)
lil pooda he a goofy, he pushed around (you know it)
i’m bussin off pills i’m rolling in this sh*t (huh?)
pd with me, he totin’ a stick (huh?)
i’m smoking on millie, timo dirty as sh*t
n*gga f*ck twhy he from that sh*t (you a goofy)
gudda what made you shoot your sh*t?
looked at that gun, i wanna see quint
[?]
n*ggas say they want smoke but they ass lyin’
when we slide down their block they ass hidin’
in traffic with the [?] leave your momma cryin’
we about homicides, so don’t come outside

- drilla lyrics

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