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lirik lagu tragic – edot babyy

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[intro]
elvis
bow, gang*gang*gang

[verse]
these n*ggas be fanned out
up in the streets, really lackin’ (p*ssy)
i’m tryna get up real close (what?)
break ’em down like a fraction (bow*bow*bow)
boy, you a stranger, so when i had seen you
no, i ain’t clappin’
but the next time i see you, man
thats word to bro you gon’ make the citizen app quick (flock at a flocka)
want war? we gon’ bring all the static
ars wit’ scopes and tragic (what?)
*rs*nal like the army, tactic
get up on court and i shoot like i’m dragic (gang*gang*gang)
if i’m clutchin’, then there ain’t no passin’ (bow)
off the wocky, i’m c*cky, cappin’ (gang*gang*gang)
talkin’ money? i’m matchin’ the bag, quick
and this .40 is drilled wit’ a ratchet (p*ssy)

[verse 1]
like, what did they do? nothin’ (nothin’)
nine times out of ten, man, them n*ggas is bluffin’
n*ggas ain’t spinnin’ for nothin’
man shot, citizеn gon’ rise on they side
‘causе all of my n*ggas for nothin’
like, boy is you kiddin’ me?
i’m the lil’ n*gga wit’ energy
try to run up? lil’ dummy, you sh*ttin’ me? uh
who got touched? (who got touched?)
we gon’ up, and who gon’ duck when sh*t gettin’ tough?
when sh*t gettin’ real, they gon’ tell you to, “chill,” but, i rather not
and i swear they gon’ feel how i feel off this pill when i’m thinkin’ alot, n*gga (what?)
don’t tell me to stop (at all)
[chorus]
these n*ggas be fanned out (p*ssy)
up in the streets, really lackin’
i’m tryna get up real close (what?)
break ’em down like a fraction (bow*bow*bow)
boy, you a stranger, so when i had seen you
no, i ain’t clappin’
but the next time i see you, man
thats word to bro you gon’ make the citizen app quick (flock at a flocka)
want war? we gon’ bring all the static (bow*bow)
ars wit’ scopes and tragic (what?)
*rs*nal like the army, tactic
get up on court and i shoot like i’m dragic (gang*gang*gang)
if i’m clutchin’, then there ain’t no passin’ (bow)
off the wocky, i’m c*cky, cappin’ (gang*gang*gang)
talkin’ money? i’m matchin’ the bag, quick
and this .40 is drilled wit’ a ratchet (p*ssy)

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