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da tweakerz - lil scoom89 & nolimit faro lyrics

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[intro: lil scoom89]
grr, grr, come here
(turn that b*tch up, dinero)

[chorus: lil scoom89]
we them tweakers, tweak with us and we gon’ bug (yeah, we gon’ bug)
we don’t shoot out cars, we get on feet, hop out, start tossin’ slugs (grrah)
it’s gettin’ late, foenem say they need j, we sittin’ out the club (come here, come here)
ain’t showin’ love, it’s just me and my thugs, slidin’ mask and gloves (we got mask and gloves)
heard the opps was woofin’ all on live, let’s get it crackin’ (let’s get it crackin’)
i ain’t no rapper, if i see an opp, bounce out, just start to clappin’ (grr)
craig and day day, wе got action
opp got wheel, take off, we scratchin’ (skrrt)
ain’t no rap cap in our raps, we just thеm tweakers who be rappin’ (them tweakers rappin’)

[verse 1: nolimit faro]
i’m a stepper, play with me and i’ma blow
i know an opp, he got k!lled on his block, he died in front of the store
the opps some goofies, tryna party, have a b*tch to drop the lo’
we pushin’ up, the first n*ggas come out, they gettin’ shot at the door
i’m big opp and i step on sh*t, so i know they don’t like me
summertime, they think it’s hot outside, we put holes in his white tee
we f*cked him up and if he didn’t die, he in the ‘spital fightin’
f*ck all the opps, wish i could k!ll ’em all, we strikin’ sh*t like lightnin’
i pop out trim in mismatch designer, amiri with the ricks
still got my switch, i’ll up it quick and hit you in your sh*t
please stop the bap, you never went on hits, boy, i know you a b*tch
last opp was lackin’, we bounced out in traffic, drenched him with four sticks
[verse 2: lil scoom89]
last opp was lackin’, bounced out, we started clappin’, he died with his b*tch (he died with his b*tch)
me and k in traffic, late night in the ‘raq, he legal, i got switch (grr)
mask and gloves, all black nike tech when we go on them hits (we go on them hits)
went to her crib and he ain’t make it out ’cause he died with his d*ck, uh (he died with his d*ck)
me and big opp out here racin’ (racin’)
last opp we caught, bounced out and chased him (come here)
roll a dead opp up in the ‘wood, sit back and i just face it (aw)
nah, that’s not my main b*tch, i don’t f*ck the same b*tch (nah, nah)
bring hoes ’round the guys that’s drunk as f*ck, that get the gang lit (the gang lit)

[chorus: lil scoom89]
we them tweakers, tweak with us and we gon’ bug (yeah, we gon’ bug)
we don’t shoot out cars, we get on feet, hop out, start tossin’ slugs (grrah)
it’s gettin’ late, foenem say they need j, we sittin’ out the club (come here, come here)
ain’t showin’ love, it’s just me and my thugs, slidin’ mask and gloves (we got mask and gloves)
heard the opps was woofin’ all on live, let’s get it crackin’ (let’s get it crackin’)
i ain’t no rapper, if i see an opp, bounce out, just start to clappin’ (grr)
craig and day day, we got action
opp got wheel, take off, we scratchin’ (skrrt)
ain’t no rap cap in our raps, we just them tweakers who be rappin’

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