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verbal (freestyle) - sk-47 lyrics

[intro: producer tag, engineer tag & sk*47]
it’s havok, baby
elevate, this mix sounds mad
yo, yo, double*0*7
bs
so when i’m at carni, i don’t want a narni
i just want make this godd*mn money
i holler at ninja, my akhs and malis
rob montana, gotta spin this party
on the net, you was givin’ that verbal
in the real life, you was movin’ silent
opps that chat too much get burgled
start some sh*t then you end up hidin’

[verse]
the last time that i took that trip in the winter (i took)
marjay’s p*ssed, missed christmas dinner (missed it)
bro had the bat, i had the spinner
throwin’ this cash in the back of the dinger (grrt, bow)
big cuz’ taught me a well known winger
i’m just like a ninja turtle
what you know ’bout trap master splinter?
just one bang, never givin’ out verbal
sk got the ends on tap*out
back out, you can get fried with the mac out (grrt, bow)
or you can get a side of corn
bro got ten pieces in the trap house (f*ck it)
on the net, you was givin’ out verbal
in the real life, let’s see how it pan out (too chatty)
this beef’s un*avoidable like when i reload ’cause the whole clip ran out
i got orders that i gotta bang out
just caught a opp boy that i gotta bang out (ching, ching)
run up in traps, opps get drag out
f*ck it, i’m losin’ my sh*t, can’t snap out (snap out)
and this ain’t no blackout
we in the warzone, get that map out (map out)
when i find this oppa’s hangout, take all the cash and leave all the cr*p out
but the opps sing like elton john
they don’t follow rules on the road, it’s wrong (never)
or they sing like jamie foxx, be actin’ blind then the ting get popped (grrt, grrt, bow)
double tap that wap with the index finger
shoot in the air, that’s your party locked (whoosh)
big cuz’ also known as dr****
i’mma do you proud ’til you’re out of the box (proud)
so when i’m at carni, i don’t want a narni
i just want make this godd*mn money (money)
i holler at ninja, my akhs and malis (malis)
rob montana, gotta spin this party
on the net, you was givin’ that verbal
in the real life, you was movin’ silent (too much, man)
opps that chat too much get burgled
start some sh*t then you end up hidin’
kick down backdoors, runnin’ from trident
i was in catford, doin’ up mileage (doin’ it)
lewisham park, i be cuttin’ from sirens (sirens)
change my garms, can’t do it like i did (i did)
see, this road life ain’t that easy
you can get kweffed with a nail in lumber (yeah)
if this bad boy chattin’ greasy
you can get burst with the big cucumber (bow)
leave them holes in your f*ckin’ jumper
you ain’t bad, are you f*ckin’ dumb, cuz?
i run up in traps, and it wasn’t fun ’cause bro got stabbed by a stupid drunkard
ring, ring that’s my iphone callin’, but the cats don’t have this number
you can get shot in the leg for stallin’
reach for the wap, hear it beat like thunder (bow)
if gang turnin’ up at recess then i better not see no randalls
i was with tj, mikey, vince and gus
you finstars just can’t handle (you just can’t)
if the price is right, i got 13 reasons why
i k!ll bryce like standall
had so many cases on me, i changed my name like rowan from scandal
sk’s not my name
had to change that back in ‘015
on the roads, they know me as n****
i’m flingin’ them b*lls like ash and misty
i’m really tryna make this prof’
nah, i’m really tryna let this off (yeah)
one hand on my hip, yeah, i’m really tryna take this shot (bow)

- sk 47 lyrics

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