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50 round - lil bars lyrics

(chorus: lil barz)
watch how you talk ‘fore i blow yo’ f*ckin’ brains out
when the gang pull up, yeah, we bring them f*ckin’ ks out
post traumatic stress got me relivin’ them days now
nah, that sh*t ain’t funny, p*ssy, i’m not f*ckin’ playin’ round
smokin’ on that wood ‘cuz we left yo’ homie layin’ down
yeah, you know we here when you hear that f*ckin’ bangin’ sound
homie, you’s a b*tch like them boys that you be hangin’ round
dracos, glocks, and uzis, p*ssy, that’s what we be slangin’ round

(verse 1: lil barz)
p*ssy talkin’ all that sh*t but he don’t tote no f*ckin’ gun
got a red dot so i love it when they f*ckin’ run
i don’t do no hits. b*tch, i do this sh*t for f*ckin’ fun
diamonds on my neck, f*ck, i swear these b*tches weigh a ton
leave his white shirt stained like my name is f*ckin’ westside gunn
dissin’ on the ‘gram get you smoked just like a f*ckin’ blunt
when you see us pullin’ up, b*tch, you better duck and run
b*tch, you know i’m shiesty, you best get that sh*t back in blood
yeah, b*tch, straight up, plus i f*ck yo’ hoe like twice a month
that boy, he was talkin’ sh*t so we cut off his f*ckin’ tongue
take out yo’ whole block, 50 shots up in this f*ckin’ drum
like my name was yo, thought a p*ssy hoe was sayin’ sum
p*ssy think he tough, but i bet these sh*lls will leave him stunned
leave yo’ body full of holes like he was a f*ckin’ sponge
p*ssy, rep yo block, b*tch, tell us where you f*ckin’ from
boy, you don’t want smoke, you’ll get picked just like a f*ckin’ plum
(verse 2: remithehooper)
woah, woah, hop in that srt so fast
we gon’ get that n*gga gone
yeah we takin’ off his dome
50 rounds up in his bones
yeah, you know he goin’ home
better call the f*ckin feds, b*tch you know we in that zone
these n*ggas better run
keep that k on go
if a n*gga talk down, get hit with a pole

- lil bars lyrics

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