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lirik lagu the comission – bigwalkdog

[verse 1:]
say let’s up the score
if they not knowing that we were pullin up with choppers and drums we letting know
if a n*gga ever reach for my chain or my jewelry i swear imma give him a show
big speaker in the soul in the flesh
controlling the b*ttons i hold the remote

uncle tommy got the bricks on connect
go up on the plane come down on the boat
was staying in [the tricck, could have flipped he slipped, walk down before ]?
i was standing in the m, [with bird i eece and cut that b*tch to thе floor]?
we don’t care bout no aim no range
whеn it hold a 100 we don’t look through the score
business deals in the trenches if i don’t get a mill, say i’m start robin some folk

big back wood cloud of smoke
get this dope kick him out of the door
he got a gun but i doubt he’ll blow
n*gga tell me beat him out of their clothes
big loads on the dolly and roll
308 fill his body with holes
he ain’t tough stop flauging for show
cause imma see how far you’ll go

imma see how far you will take it
hit the gas watch this b*tch get to shaking
black choppa bit look like a haitian
big glocks we een doing no safety
a opp for opp, we ain’t doing no faking
stock and kels, we ain’t doing no faces
38 we ain’t doing no cases
if i make the call then that boy ain’t gon make it
[bridge : 2x ]

i step on this sh*t, and this this all the young n*gga know
i’m stepping on sh*t from the door
pick up a load, order a chicken and more
that za was too sticky on the road
we know he a hoe
we don’t like shooting them pistols
we trynna go fish with them poles
my cousin a zoe
when he holla, i glee
you don’t see nothing but gold

[verse 2:]

i stand on this sh*t and get by the dollar yeah
so young n*gga give me that
you play with my brother you play with your life
imma turn to a silverback
my uncle da plug, he f*ck with the mob
he was playing with plenty racks
i pulled up on wikid, you know i went live
black shirt with a fitted cap, hey!

i ain’t never had to look for an image
a hoe now, he a hoe til he 50
keep it real you ain’t doing no k!lling
a 100 tools you ain’t doing no drilling
me neither i’ve been rapping and chilling
vvs solitary my pendant
10 bands i was stacking and flipping
paid for loud but we sold em some midgets
flip phone got tracked in the city
made the call, threw it back in the river
made a call, get us packs of gorilla
big drip i ain’t matching these n*ggas
f*ck them, i ain’t ask em to listen
it’s up there and i’m standing on business
[bread job, chopper slow with tennis]?
at the red stop, paid the plug commission
[bridge : 2x ]

i step on this sh*t, and this this all the young n*gga know
i’m stepping on sh*t from the door
pick up a load, order a chicken and more
that za was too sticky on the road
we know he a hoe
we don’t like shooting them pistols
we tryna go fish with them poles
my cousin a zoe
when he holla, i glee
you don’t see nothing but gold

- bigwalkdog

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