lirik lagu free for all – dc2trill
[intro]
[?] on the track
[verse 1 ?]
he wasn’t talking ’bout no paper, dawg, so i ain’t hear sh*t
n*gga acting like he serious, dawg, but he ain’t with it
i don’t play these n*ggas’ music, they rap too many lyrics
i can press a b*tton like cerie, have them really k!lling
we send sh*t like missiles, i don’t play with n*ggas
think i had an epiphany, i’ma get [?]
we just get them [?], v.i.p. [?]
payroll in the kitchen, quick to get the mixing
[verse 2 ?]
better make the right move, ’cause it could be your last one
we get sh*t done, without question, ain’t no asking
it’s us, it’s them boys, n*gga whips [?]
concrete to the bone, hop on that b*tch [?]
[?] my presents like i’m gucci
the foreign on the highway, a n*gga try one of us, i guess he tryna die today
then it’s f*ck him then, but let’s get back on track
all my n*ggas move in silence, they ain’t gon’ talk ’bout that
[verse 3 ?]
belly on big pun, i ain’t trippin [?]
put him on [?] for that money, know he missing
with that cannon like [?] through the trenches
[?] flowing through my kidneys
push that b*tton, start it
welcome to my party
captain for my squadren
[?]
open up that moshpit, they go stupid, dj carnage
i was [?]
[verse 4 ?]
i just robbed a rapper, then i put that n*gga jewelry on
i don’t care what they say, i’m lying to [?]
na i ain’t no rapper, but i’m shining with these karots on
diamonds in my ear, how you think a n*gga hear a song?
feeling like i’m [?] don’t let me get another stone
let me snap my fingers, then a n*gga get [?]
you ain’t get no [?] no iron man
guess y’all don’t want no beef, ’cause [?]
[verse 5 ?]
something like [?] when i creep slow
up, right, left, down, triangle, that’s the [?] cheat code
balling, spilt some purp on my jersey, now i’m [?]
stiff arm a n*gga like [?] then i’m going long
[verse 6 ?]
short haired b*tch on the side, just like [?]
if a n*gga ain’t talking bread, n*gga, he can’t call my phone
we don’t associate with n*ggas, you ain’t one of us
saying this and that, but i promis you [?]
[verse 7 ?]
she give the head, then i [?] now i’m going home
ice box, [?] with the [?]
i just broke her spleen, perc got me taking [?]
up in smoke, walking on the clouds, feel like i’m cheech and chong
[verse 7 ?]
diamonds dancing up in your video, just like [?]
bananas on the chopper, make a n*gga feel like diddy kong
[?] while that n*gga just mix cologne
i just dropped an 8 of wok, and had me feeling p*ssing stones
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