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2 deep in the jet - la drilly lyrics

[intro]
like word to bro (abstract)
like free all the bros
like, la spot ’em, got ’em, we clip that, y’all should know what’s going on n*gga (honcho, honcho)
like free all the bros, n*gga
like, ahh haa
like, ahh haa
like, ahh haa
grah, grah, grah, boom
like free all the
(that boy wanna)
(that boy wanna)

[verse 1: la]
like, that boy, he could die
like, that boy wanna, oh that boy wanna
oh, that boy wanna slide (like)
like, bend through the back
when we totin .45s
like, you better not lack (like)
look, looking for some 5s
jb all back, looking for some
you could tell by his face, you could look at his eyes
so many opps keep mentioning deads (ahh haa)
like, you know i keep one in the head
like i’mma dump, i’mma lеt off like 10
brodie bend through, all black, wе gon’ do it again
like, you better not lack with your friend
got a chop and a ski, told nas bend again (baow, baow)
like, get hit up if he throw up that set (grah, grah)
we gon’ park on the sev looking for a trend (grah, grah)
like no, you cannot diss on my hood
go, you better duck if you could
blow, that’s if he reach for this snow
how you talking on aj, that boy let it go
double hands on the g, so it don’t got a kick
better dump when i fl!ck
look, if he reach for this stick, he gon die on that strip, watch him drop out his fit
look

[verse 2: jb savage, la]
and the sev keep dissing, but they know my bop
they was running, ducking from these shots (on bro, on bro)
b*tch, i’m the jet, gotta stay with two knocks
like run up on me, i bet i let it (like)
run up on me, i bet i let it flock (on bro, on bro)
if he trip, we gon’ send him to naz (like look)
and i’m smoking on dudeylo pops
e with the dot shot himself in his top (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
don’t know why they diss on the guys (like, [?])
they know what we do when they bend through they side (on bro)
drilly gang baby, it’s still free my side (like, like, [?])
like we was on the opps tryna make em die
and rico got shot, n*ggas hit his leg (suck my d*ck)
he was lucky it wasn’t his head
like big .45 tryna make a
i said big .45 tryna make a mess
like so many opps i could mention, they
like, you know i keep one in the head (like what)
like eazy got shot in his head (on bro)
lil noah got beat right to death (noah)
lil notti got poked right to bed (notti)
don’t know why they mention my deads
purple savage, what i rep
if he throw it down, i throw shots at the tech
[verse 3: la]
when i walk in the scene, n*gga, gimme all that
f*ck a bm, i’mma slide with my team (on bro, on bro)
acting tough, think he off a kodak (at all)
no bm, i’mma slide when it’s green
like, and it’s still free the t’z (baow, baow)
when they dumping for free (on bro, on bro)
so they dumping for me (like, grah), like 2*3 shots gon’ rip off his tee (grah, grah, boom)
rule number one, keep a 9
like rule number two, don’t hide
and rule number three, gotta slide cause loyalty your blood, can’t flush one of mine
rule number 4, i reside
f*ck a 5, bet they die
keep like 6, in a 9, spin on the opps, n*gga, when it’s time (look)

- la drilly lyrics

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