the race - yvngjaywrld lyrics
the race lyrics
[intro]
aye, aye
skrrt skrrt
okay, okay
uh, uh
okay, okay
uh
uh, uh, uh
[chorus]
we skrrt off in a new lamborghini cuz the feds on our ass and we doin’ the race
k!lled a n*gga cuz he stay b*tchin and i prayed to beat the case
but i ain’t hidin’ from no opposition, b*tch i’m in l.a
dodgin’ bullets everyday
and puttin’ hollows in his face
n*gga the gang stay on go, b*tch all we know is green light
n*ggas run when my chop blow, make his shirt red like tie*die
and if he steppin’ up to me i show ’em what that beam like
i swear to god if these opps keep testin’ me they gon’ die
[verse 1]
i ain’t talkin’ polo but y’all n*ggas cappin’ a lot
y’all know that y’all ain’t got no glock
but i’m really a g out herе in the streets
cuz when i see an opp up the glock and it go off
n*gga hе be on the wrong block
he testin’ me lil n*gga i ain’t the one my k got 30 rounds
squeezin’ on this trigger these hollow tips put you in the ground
silencer on my ak so i ain’t lackin’ it won’t make a sound
you say i cap but ttg gon’ show your ass what we about
[chorus 2]
we skrrt off in a new lamborghini cuz the feds on our ass and we doin’ the race
k!lled a n*gga cuz he stay b*tchin and i prayed to beat the case
but i ain’t hidin’ from no opposition, b*tch i’m in l.a
dodgin’ bullets everyday
and puttin’ hollows in his face
n*gga the gang stay on go, b*tch all we know is green light
n*ggas run when my chop blow, make his shirt red like tie*die
and if he steppin’ up to me i show ’em what that beam like
i swear to god if these opps keep testin’ me they gon’ die
[verse 2]
man we really don’t f*ck with no opps, b*tch we be catchin’ h0m*cides
n*gga really dissin’ ttg lil boy that’s suicide
i’m k!llin’ n*ggas who be switchin’ sides
that’s why i got this 9 by my side
for any n*gga who really wanna test me they gon’ die
but r.i.p. my n*gga ron, boy i wish you were alive
hoopin’ on a daily man we was havin’ good times
’till the opps pulled up and started beatin’ yo ass down
if i see another opp then i’m gon’ gun his ass down
[chorus 3]
we skrrt off in a new lamborghini cuz the feds on our ass and we doin’ the race
k!lled a n*gga cuz he stay b*tchin and i prayed to beat the case
but i ain’t hidin’ from no opposition, b*tch i’m in l.a
dodgin’ bullets everyday
and puttin’ hollows in his face
n*gga the gang stay on go, b*tch all we know is green light
n*ggas run when my chop blow, make his shirt red like tie*die
and if he steppin’ up to me i show ’em what that beam like
i swear to god if these opps keep testin’ me they gon’ die
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