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lirik lagu drill cappers – dthang

[intro]
(half time on the beat, so you know it’s a banger)
look, gang, gang, gang (grrah, grrah)
ayo, free tdot, free edai (grrah, grrah)
rpt, four*sev’, four*sev’ (told stunna, “don’t geek”)
ayo, y to the gz, gz to the sky, never put a o before my y, like (never put a o before— like, even my guela know that)

[verse 1]
like, i heard the sh*t that you said (like, what?)
you talk on my name like y’all don’t know what i do (like, how?)
like, i’ll still slide on the opps (like, skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
i’m on parole, i know stunna gon’ shoot
he said, “dthang just rolled in a wonder” (like, what?)
i tell him, “walk down, n*gga, hop out and shoot (like, get that n*gga)
and if he try to run, rule numbеr two, you better put him on the nеws” (like, get that n*gga)
’cause they know we don’t play with the opps (for sure)
and they know what i did on they block (on bro)
like, and rule number one, if you dissing the dead, then you better stay with your glock (grrah, grrah)
oh, there go a opp, so he gotta drop (so he gotta go)
i’ma keep cl!ckin’, cl!ckin’ ’til it stop (gang, gang, gang)
fell in love with the drugs, know i gotta stop, like (gang, gang, gang)

[chorus]
and i gotta run up the bag (on bro)
i gotta chase me a check (like, what?)
like, she wanna f*ck ’cause she saw my wrist and she saw the ice on my neck (gang, gang, gang)
like, look at my drip, look at my kicks, she love the way that i step (rpt, four*sev’, four*sev’)
when i step in the room, everybody take pictures ’cause they know this young n*gga next (on bro, on gang)
like, what did you do for your block? (like, what?)
i never heard that you spinned (we wanna know)
a lot of y’all n*ggas got shot (like)
i’m praying the judge free all of my friends (free my hearts)
oh, you think this sh*t is a joke? (like, what?)
oh, you think this sh*t is a game? (gang, gang, gang)
like, how you gon’ text me askin’ for a song and you know we smokin’ his brain? (like, what?)
[verse 2]
like, i do this sh*t for the gang (on bro)
and you do that sh*t for the clout (four*sev’, four*sev’)
catch a o, we gon’ run in his house (die os)
last o brodie ran in his mouth (die os)
oh, they wanna politic? okay, bet (on bro)
like, how can i tell ’em i sent? (like, how?)
you know how much sh*t i done did? (on bro)
you know how many shots i done sent? (on bro)
like, she tryna link, she comin’ with a friend (what?)
you know me, i’m tryna f*ck both (smoochies)
but sha gz with me, he got the knocks, so, f*ck it, i’m tagging ’em both (hd, hd)
after this, we gotta go ghost (on bro)
like, we back on the road (like, what?)
gotta stay low when doing these shows
the phone keep ringin’, probably my po (like, what?)

[chorus]
and i gotta run up the bag (on gang)
i gotta chase me a check (gang, gang, gang)
like, she wanna f*ck, she saw my wrist and she saw the ice on my neck (rpt, four*sev’, four*sev’)
like, look at my drip, look at my kicks, she love the way that i step (on bro)
when i step in the room, everybody take pictures ’cause they know this young n*gga next (at all, at all)
like, what did you do for your block? (like, what?)
i never heard that you spinned (at all)
a lot of y’all n*ggas got shot (on bro)
i’m praying the judge free all of my friends (gang, gang, gang)
oh, you think this sh*t is a joke? (free my hearts)
oh, you think this sh*t is a game? (better not)
like, how you gon’ text me askin’ for a song and you know we smokin’ his brain? (edot)
[outro]
like, what?
ayo, it’s that dthang n*gga, make ’em jiggy before we shoot ’em, you heard?
r.i.p. woo, like
gang, gang, gang, n*gga, long live rah

- dthang

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