lirik lagu 4 shootas only – getrichzay
[intro]
(that’s how you do it, cmo)
yeah (gang, phew)
uh (gang, bah, bah, bah, bah)
[verse]
sh*t cost more than your rent, expensive clothes, saint laurent (expensive clothes)
uh, n*gga don’t like to talk, he always actin’ like a slug (i don’t like to talk, uh, i don’t like talk, shh, i don’t like— aight, come on)
uh, applyin’ that pressure for all my n*ggas that’s dead and gone (dead and gone)
uh, getrich stay on point, he clutch that fire whenever he headed home (he clutch that fire)
my b*tch be on point, she cook and clean whenevеr i’m headed home (yеah)
clutch myself right now with this big boy fire in my hand while i’m makin’ a song (that big boy choppa)
big n*gga spoke on five, n*gga feel like sparkin’, hit him right there in his dome (spark, spark, spark)
yeah, play with that gang, we at his doorstep just like, d*mn, he gone (we at his doorstep)
n*gga got hit for speakin’ on fifty (gang), he knew he was dead wrong (gang)
(he speak on fifty name and fifty gang, yeah, his head—)
uh, i don’t f*ck with n0body, just me and my gang, i don’t care ’bout gettin’ along (i don’t care ’bout gettin’ along)
i just pulled some racks off my account, n*gga worried ’bout gettin’ a loan (n*gga worried ’bout gettin’ a loan)
hold up, hold up, when i mix vvs, swear this sh*t turn super stone (d*mn, super stone)
when i bought me a glock, put a switch on that b*tch, that b*tch turned super strong (ayy, that b*tch turned super strong, phew)
uh, they can’t hop in the car with that gang, this sh*t for shooters only (this sh*t for shooters)
lil’ folks pop out with all type of clips like it’s a movie, oh (like it’s a movie, oh)
soon as i catch that boy, that chop gon’ sing just like a toosii song (that chop, choppa)
yeah, we got murder for sale, get paid for one of them headstones (one them heads)
had to take that bl!ck from out his hand, that bit’ might do him wrong (bit’ might do—)
b*tch ain’t know i was the heartbreak kid, she thought that she was gon’ last long (last long)
truely trolled, four days later he died, he thought that sh*t was gon’ last long
i get high, i get so geeked out my mind, can’t feel my d*mn bone (d*mn bone)
can’t tell no lie, i swear i do not get paid to cap in these d*mn songs (d*mn songs)
n*gga get so fly, walk in saks, i feel like guapo, i’m mr. put it on (put it on)
b*tch, i’m grindin’, got this sh*t out the mud myself, a n*gga ain’t put me on (put me on)
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