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army base - babydrill lyrics

[intro]
(coupe)
yeah

[chorus]
yeah, yeah
‘posed been dead if you let them tell it
i ain’t scared, b*tch i’m ready
chop sh*t up like i got a machete
hit his block, these n*ggas scary
i don’t do no tit for tat, pull up shootin’ sh*t like rick barry
i’m a real active member, i won’t testify
n*ggas actin’ like they spinners, know they is a liar
for every tear i cried, a n*gga died, mixed emotions with the fire
foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and bp rounds

[verse 1]
slide out, we call ’em tanks
pack sh*t to the wall, we have him slide down like he heard sada baby
went from m&m’s to and i came from nothin’, b*tch i’m the black slim shady
never thought the one i love would sit right there and just betray me
won’t die from no opp, gotta watch my man ’cause this sh*t here get shiesty
won’t argue wit’ no b*tch ’cause type to block her while that lil’ hoe typin’
we slide minivans and sprinter vans, we upgraded our strikers
we the reason n*ggas get sh*t bagged and walk around wit’ diapers (sh*t bagged)
demon seed but i still talk to god, n*gga i thank the bible
[chorus]
yeah, yeah
‘posed been dead if you let them tell it
i ain’t scared, b*tch i’m ready
chop sh*t up like i got a machete
hit his block, these n*ggas scary
i don’t do no tit for tat, pull up shootin’ sh*t like rick barry
i’m a real active member, i won’t testify
n*ggas actin’ like they spinners, know they is a liar
for every tear i cried, a n*gga died, mixed emotions with the fire
foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and bp rounds

[verse 2]
n*gga jumpin’ d*ck to d*ck
n*gga jumpin’ clique to clique
that sh*t there don’t make no sense
hope them n*ggas die together
two for one, we caught that b*tch down bad, we call that sh*t a special
they done freed my favorite opp, bet that b*tch boy meet the [?]
belt in the grass, snakes, you n*ggas play, you get the venom
huh, the day you n*ggas play, cut off 2k and get to k!llin’
just do that sh*t like nike
he ‘posed to check out but didn’t so we gotta send a sniper
huh, bad ass jit wit’ a mask, call him michael
michael myers, yeah
[chorus]
yeah, yeah
‘posed been dead if you let them tell it
i ain’t scared, b*tch i’m ready
chop sh*t up like i got a machete
hit his block, these n*ggas scary
i don’t do no tit for tat, pull up shootin’ sh*t like rick barry
i’m a real active member, i won’t testify
n*ggas actin’ like they spinners, know they is a liar
for every tear i cried, a n*gga died, mixed emotions with the fire
foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and bp rounds

- babydrill lyrics

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