Grim Reapa Flow(feat. NLE Choppa) (Explicit)-30 Deep Grimeyy/NLE Choppa

歌手 : 30 Deep Grimeyy / NLE Choppa

专辑 : Grim Reapa Flow (feat. NLE Choppa) [Explicit]

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:47

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TXT Grim Reapa Flow(feat. NLE Choppa) (Explicit)-30 Deep Grimeyy/NLE Choppa 文本歌词

You know what the **** goin' on

It's your boy King Von

We in this *****, Stretch Gang

Get Back Gang, that my boy 30 Deep in this *****

Oh yeah, go crazy in this *****

You the same nigga duckin'

Rec' in jail, tuckin' your tail

I put 10 on him, and 10 on him

Just sent that **** through Zelle

I told pistol "Whack the *****"

He get locked up he makin' bail

Swisha known for crackin' shit

He catch a roach, another L

“Grimeyy this” and “Grimeyy that”

*****, keep my name out your mouth

All that cappin' bout some murders

They know that ain't what they 'bout

Catch him with his baby mama

Hit that ***** all in her scalp

I've been runnin' up my numbers

Gang'll never see a drought

We ain't been hot since Nelly 'n them

I put my city on my back

C & C and Ville gang

You know I'm ****in' with the tracc

The opps got booked for stealing phones?

Tell the feds to free the rats

***** tried to charge me for some coochie

So I kicked her out the trap

What the **** happened to dude?

He got hit all in his head! (Damn!)

“Grimeyy please, let him breathe!”

Shouldn't have said what he said

If them crackers come and get me

I'ma grow me out some dreads

Crazy E do drills for free

But he work better off the meds

I put 10 on him and 10 on him

That's why them niggas droppin’

Tell my ***** to wheel him in

So we could knock out all his pasta

I've been gucci in Miami

Don't get hit up with this flakka

Opps slide, Brick Squad

When they be shootin' niggas n pastsa

Ask DP what I was doin' before I flew out to Miami

**** the floor, hit through the 50 make them roach niggas panic

How the **** y'all let me get the ups

And y'all was outside lampin'

I let Murda out on he caught him slippin' so we stamp him

Shoutout K9 Wavy Navy, know I **** with NLE {Crip!}

I got *****es all in Cali, got a ***** in NYC

Dallas, Texas, Calabassas, know they **** with 30 Deep

Don't make me call up OTF, DQ gon' slang that ARP

Lil Reggie threw up on a drill, he seen me take his head off

You try to take off with a P, TayTay gon' take your legs off

Tony Montana, keep a hammer, come see what this lead 'bout

30 Deep the gang, that's what I bang

Got in the jam and started yappin’, you could call him TED Talk

We known for shooting niggas in the back, so don't you run off

Any weather, we gon' serve it, we gon' get the birds off

Get the witness, we gon' kill him 'fore he get his words out

Yea, we droppin' the opps I hit 2 in a row

It's a hundred-some shots when we step in the show

If I go broke I'mma stretch me a 'bow

Say I shot who? What you talkin' bout bro?

Reach for my chain, put a tag on your toe

I'm in the studio high as a hoe

If you try to rob me, it's a high and a low

The high is the face shot, the low is the blow

Shot in the crowd, he died, I ain't know

Shoot in the air, cause his soul was floatin’

Get a nigga killed, then put him in a rhyme

***** I'm a murder poet

Shoot a nigga like a Polaroid

My dawg caught a body, I told him "Do it"

Whenever we see him, we gettin' into it

My bullets don't stutter, them *****es, they fluent

Pull up, and hop out, I spray spray spray (We spray spray spray)

Always gotta keep me a K or a Drac' (Brr brr)

Nigga play, swear to God we shoot him in the face

It's broad day with that murder shit, cause we gon' beat the case (Ye, aye)