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lirik lagu my brucky – digga d

[intro]
(cage got that cold)
big and serious
your favourite drill rapper caps
ask him who his son is

[verse 1]
four meals, six meals, two*twos, two fives
one shot from the dot*dot, hit two guys
six in the three*five, told them n*ggas “be wise”
slapped the .380 point blank, you won’t revive
no shorts but i got the .32 autos
can’t fit the spinner but it fills up the scopes though
bro, my gun bangs like a p*rno
he saw the .44 and stepped back, yeah, i thought so
rise it and press it, i don’t care if it’s a bore, true
and if it jams, back the rams out the case and boar you
remington seven*double*0 with a scope
god k!ll mе if i’m lyin’ had a sniper up in grove
you see if i was shootin’, was snappin’ gigs
wozza woulda had like fivе…
that’s on everything i love
at seventeen bucked three n*ggas and i hit a ****
i don’t care who i hit, move when i raise the clip

[chorus]
my brucky, my brucky
wherever i go, he goes
my brucky, my brucky
these n*ggas usin’ jakes as a cheat code
my brucky, my brucky
if you get hit, please stick to the g*code
i bust my gun, don’t act like you never knew
and bath down to get rid of the residue
[verse 2]
asked **** if i let my **** rinse through his letterbox
asked **** why he ran in dust before i let it off (bap)
i shot **** point blank, surprised i didn’t dead him off
i pulled up at **** when **** jetted off
smoked ****, still don’t know who bunned him up, he’s clueless
only thing he knows is that it’s one of us, we’re ruthless
didn’t see when i was runnin’ up
let off two, so p*ssed i didn’t blood him up
dirty magazine, with sixteen different b*tches
this m*r wants a m*s with no misses
beat the p*r, he needs a d*r for some stitches
or you get ghosted like some no show visits
i could turn your life to a timer
let the sh*t ding when the pin hits the primer (and again)
i could turn your life to a timer
let the sh*t ding when the pin hits the primer (i had to say it twice)

[chorus]
my brucky, my brucky
wherever i go, he goes
my brucky, my brucky
these n*ggas usin’ jakes as a cheat code
my brucky, my brucky
if you get hit, please stick to the g*code
i bust my gun, don’t act like you never knew
and bath down to get rid of the residue
[outro]
man know the f*ckin’ ting init
your favourite drill rapper’s guns a virgin
he’s a d*ckhead, you get me?
ask about my f*ckin’ index on the road side, you get me?
that’s my dawg out ‘ere
really on those f*ckin’ drillings, you get me? (bullet)
buss’ my ting anywhere (woo)
rrrr, suck your mudda
gang sh*t, you know the ting (dead)
yeah, h*llo mate?
let me a get a six on four
seventy still, yeah?
it’s alan, bruv

- digga d

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