Styrofoam cup filled with ice, I’ma pour up
I’ma sip drank till I throw up
Say that we pussy, don’t know us
Come to the block gotta show us
These niggas really lil boys
Really ain’t making no noise
Spin through his block with a torch
Walk his ass down in some 4’s

Walk his ass down in designer
Bend his ass up, fold em up, like a motherfuckin binder
Rip his ass up like a grinder
He try to run, bullets come right behind him
He say he gon slide but ain’t slid and he know where to find me
Ride through the hood in top down I ain’t hiding
Shot him, killed his team no ain’t running to revive him
Ain’t worry bout killing us, you know I’m bout violence

If he speak on my name, know I gotta gеt wicked
No schooling, no clapping, we come and dismiss еm
Ever slide on a it gon hit em
Nigga talkin that pillow, don’t really be killin
These niggas loose screws and they think I won’t drill em
I’ma let off that clip when I get in that
If I hit em with 4 that’s a guarantee spill
Walkdown, give em some more, just depend how I’m feeling
Please don’t speak on my name I give daily blood baths
Free my bros out the cage, Free B-Wayne and Lil Ash
I can’t go back to jail, I see twelve and I’m dashin
They don’t hit me with questions they know not to ask me
They like “Damn he skrrted off, call back up he just passed us”
I’m a felon that’s thuggin, they gon try to blast me
If I’m feeling down, we comin up out that
Try some, give it up, don’t get left in the past
You a hoe not a gangster, just let me remind you
Hit him up, light him back, like the seat we reclinin
Put the dick on the Glock and I ain’t fuck vagina
Homeboys turned to snakes but I knew they was grimy
Already know where he stay so we ain’t gotta find him
Put the beam through the window, you see it, it’s shining
I’ma aim for his face, hit his eye, try to blind him
Heart cold as the fuck hit the room, change the climate

Walk his ass down in designer
Bend his ass up, fold em up, like a motherfuckin binder
Rip his ass up like a grinder
He try to run, bullets come right behind him
He say he gon slide but ain’t slid and he know where to find me
Ride through the hood in top down I ain’t hiding
Shot him, killed his team no ain’t running to revive him
Ain’t worry bout killing us, you know I’m bout violence
Walk his ass down in designer
Bend his ass up, fold em up, like a motherfuckin binder
Rip his ass up like a grinder
He try to run, bullets come right behind him
He say he gon slide but ain’t slid and he know where to find me
Ride through the hood in top down I ain’t hiding
Shot him, killed his team no ain’t running to revive him
Ain’t worry bout killing us, you know I’m bout violence

Canciones de 88dub

Significados de las letras de canciones de 88dub