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the wait is over - youngbagchasers lyrics

[intro]
n*gga, it’s mr disrespectful
ion give a f*ck who you is, n*gga i will disrespect
n*gga, it’s mr. disrespectful
mir dot and the fro and the reefy and the snipe

[verse]
we the ones that made 39th street poppin
bro put a scope on his glock, sh*t like binoculars
deeklok got hit wit a russian yop, we gave that drop up
russian yop hit deekloko in his head, it blew his top up
i used to trap out gunna crib, like how the f*ck you crossin
sirfromdamont died in that v, just like paul walker
we ain’t need a drop on qrizzy, we caught that n*gga walkin
sidney left his door wide open, so that’s why n*ggas walked in
and i smoke buddy out the pound, you know we white chalked him
catch a psk, yell out this for o and send him with the dolphins
i’m smokin mont 49, this sh*t got mе coughin
buddy and the fro and the rizzy and the snipе
the cops was there, we caught quill, he still tried run off
zari had his hot, got shot, ain’t get to get his gun off
leaf ward keep d*ckridin n*ggas like he ain’t got no morals
in five years you hopped four gangs, laughin bout they work
you let lil saany rock your chain, when you from 31st
a hunnid bowls of rizzy just land, i’m goin straight to work
them pounds come double vacuum sealed, you know it’s safety first
lm4 was screamin, yellin out his neck hurt
they kept on braggin bout the drac, so 60 felt the drac
they freed lil moeski, he beat that petty shootin case
why the cops try pull me over? i took em on the chase
bd in the wheel, he on the run for a double homi
they tryn play self defense, bro i ain’t k!ll n0body
zari ain’t do sh*t yet, and he know lil mir shot him
bent the 9, me and swerve locked eyes, then we just opened fire
they trippin, fallin under cars, how y’all guns on the tire?
[bridge]
n*gga, it’s mr disrespectful
and ion give a f*ck who yo is, n*gga i will disrespect you
n*gga, it’s mr disrespectful
mir dot and the fro and the reefy and the snipe

[verse 2]
we thought we had a drop on sid, so now we smokin rodney
he got hit outside the jail, that was a crazy body
next week sid came home, we met him at his crib and got him
just got the load and got it gone, i mean twenty thousand
we clapped the 9 so many times, they can’t even pop it
yas step back and shoot with his left, he harden off the rockets
lumps in my jeans, it’s dog sh*t in my pocket

[outro]
n*gga, it’s mr disrespectful
and ion give a f*ck who yo is, n*gga i will disrespect you
n*gga, it’s mr disrespectful
mir dot and the fro and the reefy and the snipe

- youngbagchasers lyrics

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