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lirik lagu 6 point star – getrichzay

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[intro]
i don’t know ’bout you, i know ’bout me
i look down, keep that sh*t solid to god (and i got the yayo)
yup

[verse 1]
yup, that’s that money count (vfft)
ayy, let’s talk about racks (racks), n*gga, you know we got large amount (aight)
yeah, i was like thirteen sneakin’ guns in my mama house (ayy, mom)
ayy, f*ck around, get smoked, i’ma tell ’em once like lil mouse (pah*pah, pah)
ayy, off my top, i’m dumb as h*ll, just spent five hundred on a shirt (d*mn)
ayy, popped two percs, i’m high as h*ll, i swear to god i left earth (i swear)
ayy, off the porch, go ask my mama, i been a gangster since my birth (ayy, momma)
ayy, crazy died, i had my iron, i was clutchin’ that b*tch at the church (let’s go)
ayy, hit they block, we let off shots, this sh*t sound like [?] first (pah*pah, pah)
ayy, spin they block two times, we catch three opps, then skrrt off on a ‘vert (skrrt)
walk insidе the mall, i put my glizzy in my b*tch purse
uh, won’t be ’bout no ho, i don’t еven care who hit that b*tch first (uh*uh, uh*uh)
yeah, n*gga tried to pull his gun on me, i shot that b*tch first (pah* pah, aight, come on)
ayy, dracos at my concert (vfft)
try that sh*t, you get murked (let’s go)
ayy, lil tay hit ’em with that yup (what else?), walk right with a big smirk (aight)
ayy, had to my shoot my draco with two hands and make my hand hurt (come on)
ayy, had to cut that b*tch off, she always makin’ my head hurt (uh, aight, come on)
ayy, b*tch, pull up your pants, she know i came here for that head work
ayy, n*gga ain’t never shot his gun, i’ma show him how that lead work (pah*pah, pah)
ayy, catch a opp, he run, them n*ggas be showin’ me how they legs work
uh, better not speak on fifty name (uh*uh), just use your head and think first (fifty)
tec came with the scope, it’s so accurate and it shoot far
uh, pulled up and shot his daddy in his face, i took it too far
ayy, heard they havin’ a cookout on they block, we slid in two cars
ayy, way that lil’ b*tch suck my d*ck, thought she was a p*rn star
yup, better not think i’m lackin’ (uh*uh), got them choppers in a foreign car (vfft)
ayy, used to break through cribs and put they change inside the coinstar
uh, when i’m with my gang, i throw up gang, six point star
[chorus]
when i’m with my gang, i throw up gang, six point star
when i’m with my gang, i throw up gang, six point star
when i’m with my gang, i throw up gang, six point star
when i’m with my gang, i throw up gang, six point star

[verse 2]
ayy, n*gga, you ain’t gang, you can’t hop inside this f*ckin’ car (skrrt, aight, come on)
ayy, i don’t know why they watchin’ (uh*uh), call these n*ggas audemars (yup)
ayy, your b*tch get on top of me (what else?), she ride that d*ck like a stolen car (come on)
yeah, me and shy on feet, we hit they strip and tear they street apart (pah*pah, pah, aight, come on)
ayy, we’ll paint the city black (yup), me and folks be doin’ art (let’s go)
ayy, beefin’ with the city, i tell folks, “you better move smart” (ayy)
uh, on a chase, cop car (skrrt)
make ’em rake, pop tire (aight, come on)
these n*ggas some jokes (ha), i just call these n*ggas kevin hart (haha, aight, come on)

[outro]
pah, pah*pah made my mac*11 spark
i don’t know why they playin’ games, b*tch, this ain’t no f*ckin’ park
hmm*hmm, hmm*hmm, hmm*hmm, it’s hard
hmm*hmm*hmm*hmm, hmm*hmm*hmm*hmm (yup)

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