Just Do It - 67, LD, Dimzy

Just Do It - 67, LD, Dimzy

Альбом
Lets Lurk
Год
2016
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
326000

以下は曲の歌詞です Just Do It 、アーティスト - 67, LD, Dimzy 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Just Do It "

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Just Do It

67, LD, Dimzy

Rise that mash up do it

Many times that I’ve been through it

Got loads of sweets no chewits

On the point see his chest and chew it

On the mains with the fours that was jump out gang tryna crash that corn right

through him

Got these lame ass boys tryna bread mans beef like they won’t get shot what

they doing

Stupid kids wanna bread mans beef i just bun man normal its nuttin'

Hit base bill it up with russian

I miss trap man free up my cousin

Had skengs in the room bare searching then they never found nuttin their buzzing

See I’ve never been rich and i need them bands so i risk my freedom its nuttin'

I put skengs in the car tryna bun him

They gone learn when this bullet here touch him

I’m a handy man dont tell bout tools I’ve been gripping my shit from a youngen

40s and trucks that shit is a must

We ain’t tryna give no one a chance to come back

Tryna turn em to dust

Two of my niggas in jail for some killings

Couple more for some drillings

Opp shit in the field they be hitting civilians

And they know that we’re winning

Two of my niggas in jail for some killings

Couple more for some drillings

Opp shit in the field they be hitting civilians

And they know that we’re winning

Many times that I’ve been through it

Hoops came home from a bird and he rid straight through it

Bro still whip up the raw, millie rock that pot like its stew in

44 teeth hit him up in his chest then chew him

Do him go right through him

Niggas ain’t on piss

But you’re clenching fists

I’ll cut up your knuckles and cut off your wrists

I’m a smokey guy smoke loads of spliffs

M had the ten doing loads of things

44 in the car tryna slap mans skin

We gone slide back through if we don’t see a

Thing

Cah my niggas love drilling we addicted and shit

The other side talk to the fedz and shit

Dry snitch and shit

They talk to the pigs and shit

Mans got corn for a snitch

44 spin hold six

Opp thots tryna do six,.

Peng tings screaming out gang

Got peng tings throwing up six

Rise that mash up do it

Many times that I’ve been through it

Got loads of sweets no chewits

On the point see his chest and chew it

On the mains with the fours that was jump out gang tryna crash that corn right

through him

Got these lame ass boys tryna bread mans beef like they won’t get shot what

they doing

They should have never let me out

Cah i won’t stop knocking opps out

In HMP locked down

Cah the judge know we got a opp down

Man run when we jump out

Niggas know that we got a gun out

Bro lets lurk on the block hella shots you be getting gunned down

I never think just do it

Say you gonna bang come do it

If i say I’ma do it I do it

Load it up cock it back then i shoot it

That was jump out gang tryna crash that corn right through him

Red rum when its us in the field are you stupid

Every gun that we own know we use it

Big rambo cut right through him

And i dont even watch them niggas

But they keep watching my movements

Still winning his beef

No point you was losing

If i see any opp in my sights swear to God I’ma shoot them

T-house running though stones

Out here running through hoes

44 holes chunky stones

Breaking bones the pagans know

My heads hot and my knife works cold

Chef man down for my bros

C rose will do it as well

Bro got smoke as well

Two bells and a rusty twelve

Two L’s up when the six do road

Live corn go straight through your chest

Leave your back with exit holes

My drillers they drill no joke

Skengs on the block there’s loads

Do it in a four door truck

Or do it ten toes its nuttin'

Six seven my brothers

Circle small like buttons

Violence and money we love it

I’m fucking these hookers and coming

Straight after I’m cutting

I’m fucking these hookers and coming

I ain’t inna the cuffing

Gang!

Rise that mash up do it

Many times that I’ve been through it

Got loads of sweets no chewits

On the point see his chest and chew it

On the mains with the fours that was jump out gang tryna crash that corn right

through him

Got these lame ass boys tryna bread mans beef like they won’t get shot what

they doing

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