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lirik lagu active – 556zoo

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active lyrics
[intro]
(nah, it’s the beam in the beat, i told you n*ggas)
yeah
hard head, real six
hard head, real six
danube lane, big bragg’
mister 556, big bragg’
ayy

[verse]
fish fry gang, we the ones get active (no cap)
i know a lot of n*ggas cappin’, they said that they ’bout that sh*t, n*ggas not active (no cap)
i went to school with the opps and i kept me a gun, they wasn’t on sh*t, n*ggas not active (yes sir)
f*ck with needo, get matched to a pastor (pastor)
glock twenty*one have ’em dance, no dancer (no dancer)
she tryna keep me, tryna hold me for ransom (no way)
ain’t no way, lil’ b*tch, i ain’t goin’ for that (no way)
danube lane, b*tch n*gga, that’s my sh*t
don’t speak on that side or we growin’ at your neck (come here)
bro in that field, can’t freeze, no glitch
i catch me a opp, then g in the mix
call me one day, man, that sh*t don’t miss
you ain’t slide for your bro, n*gga, you ain’t on sh*t (what the f*ck?)
you wifin’ that b*tch, first night i done hit
if she ain’t suckin’ d*ck, then the door she can hit (no cap)
don’t ask where i’m at, b*tch, i’m posted in the bricks
with it thuggin’ all day, we ain’t worried ’bout sh*t (come on)
i slide with bro, promote, let’s take somethin’
ridin’ ’round this b*tch with a arp, don’t run
let’s bang it out, b*tch, i’m tryna have fun (you dumb)
back in with no bread, need to go fund (fund)
can’t say no opp posted with you, big slum (slum)
thirty*two shots in this b*tch, shot dump (dump)
disrespect the guys, that sh*t straight skunk
n*ggas be fake*ups, pullin’ straight stunts
and for fifty, we goin’ on the high*speed
faceshot gang, we can’t get no id (no cap)
b*tch too fast, they can’t get behind me
mask up like we gettin’ wrecked ‘fore halloween
straight at your door, we knockin’ like tricks or treats?
spin on a opp block, i’m screamin’ out, “repeat”
b*tch tryna f*ck, i told her, “just eat neat”
she got to noddin’, you know she a neat freak (neat freak)
all*black, we finna creep down your street (your street)
don’t try to run, b*tch, this ain’t no trackmeet
12 on my phone, the police wan’ track me (track me)
5.56, big yop, you can catch this (catch it)
opp b*tch screamin’, got no way, i’m bleedin’
n*ggas be rat as h*ll, goin’ crazy for cheese
got ’em thugs in the hood, man, they gotta come catch me
eat a f*ck boy, ain’t no way you can trick me

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