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lirik lagu no hook – 77raze

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[intro]
uh oh, terron

[verse 1: 77raze]
jump off the roof and i hope in a jet
bi*b*tch, i pull up in a f*ckin’ corvette
shoot up the function, i’m makin’ it wet
i*i got the strap, it’s a motherf*ckin’ gat
act like your rich but your sh*t is in debt
.223 bullet gon’ hit then you dead
i got the snow, b*tch, i feel like i’m santa
pour up the act in the motherf*ckin’ fanta
feel like desiigner when i do the panda
bullet*proof vest and you feel like a tank, bruh
stop all the claimin’ ’cause you not a member
body gon’ drop in the motherf*ckin’ blender
seventy*seven, b*tch, i’m the inventor
stop all thе cap, you’re just a pretendеr
give me a brick and i’m motherf*ckin’ sellin’ it
i bring the glock for my motherf*ckin’ benefit
never forget like a motherf*ckin’ elephant
arrogant, elegant, i’m in my element
act like you poppin’, your sh*t is not relevant
ca*came to the party, i’m strapped with a tool
b*body got dropped in the motherf*ckin’ pool
i’m not a guy who would shoot up the school
you say that in tracks, and you think that your cool
i keep a strap and i shoot at your people
multiple bullets, that sh*t is so lethal
smoke on your pack and i roll it like diesel
i got a glock, oh no, wait, it’s a deagle
[verse 2: xatashi]
i got a gun by my d*ck, it’s a deagle
smokin’ your blunt, you get shot, now you see through
i*i’m rollin’ up with a stick with my people
choppa gon’ rip through your sh*t, yeah, its lethal
you wanted smoke, you get shot, you get chemo
smoke out your head like we smokin’ on diesel
you talkin’ sh*t like, b*tch, i ain’t see you
want me a bad b*tch like motherf*ckin’ zero two
aye, we smokin’ that pack when we whip out the sticks
this choppa gon’ shoot through your motherf*ckin’ d*ck
your name on a list like i’m yagami b*tch
you wanted smoke, you get hit
i’m f*ckin’ your b*tch, f*ck sh*t
get the f*ck off of my d*ck
this choppa gon’ rip through your motherf*ckin’ sh*t, b*tch

[verse 3: 77raze]
all of your grindin’ is motherf*ckin’ useless
sellin’ a brick, it came out f*ckin’ houston
i*i catch you lackin’, get hit with a tool clip
wa*wa*wa*walk in the spot with a mothef*ckin’ ar
ballin’ so hard like i’m motherf*ckin’ neymar
i’m in the dark like i’m motherf*ckin’ vader
swingin’ my blade, it’s a motherf*ckin’ saber
stop with your music, your sh*t is a failure
you talkin’ too much in the net, you a hater
you think that your great, but i think that i’m greater
red dot on your head, it’s a motherf*ckin’ laser
kickin’ some bars and i’m callin’ it sport
ca*catchin’ a case, i don’t care about court
chi*chill on the porch and i’m smoking a port
go*gone off the blow that i motherf*ckin’ snort
[interlude: 77raze]
snort, snort
nah, nah, nah, i don’t go to, ah, yeah, court
on the porch, on the porch
yeah i’m smokin’ a port, on the motherf*ckin’ porch

[verse 4: lord distortion]
doin’ him dirty, he dumped in the mud
sip on that sh*t and i might level up
fu*f*ck what he sayin’, my goons get to slayin’, that sh*t get to sprayin’ to turn ’em to clumps, uh
i ain’t gonna play like that b*tch, forget
how he gonna aim like that, hit foreheads
i ain’t gotta strain my tracks, they force it
and all you f*ckin’ lame ass b*tches targets
catchin’ him slack when he millin’ about
hea*heatin’ it up when it simmerin’ down
scratch off the list and we see who be next, when we comin’ for necks, ain’t no gettin’ around
i might just sit in the shroud
you ain’t ever safe, you get hit in the crowd
evidence burnin’, we ain’t leave a trace
b*tch, we doin’ the race, finna get outta town

[verse 5: lxxiv]
i know y’all hatin’, i done peeped from a distance
intimidated by my persistence
big guns, yeah, i coexist with the misfits
f*ck white b*tches, they in love with the wrist slits
me and tr3 gettin’ money, way before we made k!ll sh*t
money don’t fold, no need for a bill clip
and you rappers and hypocrites and you so f*cking ignorant
i just float through the infinite on my hendrix sh*t
off a tab, bandana tight, f*ck all the opposite
they get rocked in the bottom lip
and the cops try and stop me but i still f*ckin’ profited
and i’m somewhat monogamous to the game and i put in a chokehold
and i won’t fold under pressure
me and raze like poseidon, startin’ waves
we some trendsetters
big steppers, go getters
ain’t stoppin’ till our mamas got six figures
[outro: 77raze]
six figures in this b*tch, you know how we comin’, man
f*ck a hook, twenty*twenty one sh*t
we takin’ over in this sh*t, bruh, stop playin’

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