Lil Durk - 52 Bars Part 2 - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

10.10.2013

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[Verse 1] Body bag, body bag Foe'nem, they don chopped his ass No parole, but the pole I got, they done dropped his ass No toll, headshot, gave his whole top a tag Drama act, in da cut were llamas at, copy cat Coppas on my ass and shit, ain't do it , innocent Niggas know my resume, 30 poppa Bebe kid You don't know who Bay Bay is 4 six, Woodlawn OTF the family, even my barber tapin' shit Uzi spit, got a deal Coolin with my movie bitch Movie clip, for a op nigga or a goofy bitch Get head from my groupie bitch You wifin hoes, you losin' it Thinkin' you aluminum, you would get scratched, bag, homicide Police said my baby shy Sup 'Lo, before your ass was born I saved a 100 thou Daddy on his savage shit, you know that boy be wildin out You know I bring savage out Lurkin like, why they hidin out Drama life, but my whole family told me to calm it down Bro and them gotta be bonding out Me and my bitch we bonding now No cass, but that mac I got that bitch work condom style I spit crack like Bobby Brown They know I'm a problem child Wifin, we don't do that shit, that shit be trifling Cause the same bitch that eat the clit, like she dyking Lovin hoes, but the same bitch we put the pipe in She sucking dick, the same bitch you give goodnight kiss Sucka, yo ass a sucka, Superman If I can't make you dance I bet that uzi can Backflip, if you front your move when that mac spit All I know is drill, drill, drill on my Pac shit [Interlude] 5 (Yea!), 4 (Yea!), 3 (Yea!), 2.. I'm Back In! [Verse 2] My shootas gonna shoot some shit Ruthless shit cause we do this shit Black girls on some spooky shit Droppin shit, we go through some shit Red light, red tape, got couple L on some goofy shit Goofy niggas claiming shit, niggas ain't even do this shit OTF 300, 3hunna, no that be GBE Body count with the opps we on the top cause we stay in the lead Don't lack, it crack, no Chris Paul my Clippers give him 3 You betta at tennessee, I ain't talking Tennessee Massacre, robbin shit Masked up like I'm Dracula, mobbin shit, no Gucci Mane, niggas know that we cashin' up Twist her with the blicky it's black and it spins fast as fuck Niggas rapped a life time, who'd eva thought I'd pass em' up I'm from West Hyde and we gangbang When shortys be posted in cuts in them gangways Crangin niggas, police ass niggas call em ranger niggas Free my nigga Richie Rich, he be so quick to change a nigga
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