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last message - tg crippy lyrics

last message lyrics
[intro: tg crippy]
grrah, every opp shot
everything dead, everybody [?]
like, what? gang
ayo, sam
gang, gang, gang, like
like what? (oyk, ogk)
grrah*grrah, boom (like, what?)
gang (suck my d*ck, n*gga)
grrah, gang, gang

[verse 1: tg crippy]
all the opp n*ggas sick, n*ggas know they ain’t never do sh*t
dumpin’ the well and i’m dumpin’ the clip
oh, that’s a jet? then i’m passin’ that sh*t
pass me the grip then i’m packin’ that sh*t
tryna’ make me a pack in this b*tch
tana wit’ me, he ain’t havin’ that sh*t
if i pass him the grip, then he clappin’ that sh*t, like, what?
and i’m tired of n*ggas always dissin’, what y’all did when your mans went missin’?
chase pop out and he tryna’ dismiss him
tryna’ knock a n*gga off his [?]
5th to the sev, pop out, get wicked
we them n*ggas doing all the shh
and i rеally wish a n*gga would
smokin’ on mex, the scent too good
bout’ to spin through thеse lil’ n*ggas hood
tryna’ make me a pack, cause i should
dump out the v, cause i know that i could
n*ggas see me and say, “what’s good”
glock got a knock, you thought you was good
n*ggas know i put on for my hood
big doa, when i walk in the spot
if you run up on me, n*gga, you getting shot
move hot, the d’s on my block, they lookin’ for chop, but it’s under my sock
all the opp n*ggas know how i rock, if they come through my block, then we letting off shots
suck my d*ck, b*tch, every o shot
bigdiegz, when i walk in the spot
lvk, when you come to my block, better drop that 4, or yo ass getting shot
sha gz, you could suck my d*ck, if i catch you, i’m leavin’ you dead on a strip
[?]
and i’m smokin’ on woo, you still ain’t do sh*t
dubskii shootin’, sh*t gotta kick
mexi shootin’, roll him again
too many dead n*ggas in my spliff
[?]
[verse 2: tts tana]
ayy, b*tch, what it is
i’m so tired of these godd*mn kids
how you live, and i’ll put that on neezy, these n*ggas ain’t got no hits
get griddy, we griddy with grips
[?], watch out, we take trips
tg gon’ dump the whole .6
cops get shot, we don’t give no sh*ts
hit his face, like [?]
he was yelling for help, make him holler
[?]
hit you with lil’ uzi, whatever revolver
i’m a starter, how you mad, cause [?] just told me that n*ggas is broke
sending shots, one hit his throat
lil mac with the loose, don’t run, don’t joke
it’s a mission, [?] they movin’, they itchin’
[?], that n*gga, he b*tchin’
[?], you snitchin’
you trippin’, [?]
[?]
i don’t wanna hear sh*t, you finished
don’t say sh*t when a n*gga start blitzin’

[outro: tg crippy]
yeah, cuzzie
they know what the f*ck going on
last message to all y’all lil’ dumb n*ggas
grrah, grrah*grrah, boom
gang, gang, gang

- tg crippy lyrics

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