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lirik lagu dead man – gg x f3k

chorus: [ lucii ]
ayy., f*ck n*gga played he got gunned down
he tried to run, he got chased down
let a f*ck n*gga move wrong he get shot down
ion give a f*ck who it is imma pop sum (ayy)
yo homie dead, n*gga get back
or shut the f*ck up with yo scary ass
or go pick him up with his dead ass
don’t make me send shots to yo house where you lay at (ayy)
these n*ggas sum hoes, these n*ggas sum b*tches
you got a gun, n*gga you ain’t gon use it
lil b*tch i’m a zoe, so you know imma up it
if a n*gga run up them bullets get to dumping
ride thru the city with a glock on my lap
if i see me a opp, n*gga gon get whacked
hop out that car with my mask on, glocks out put it to his face if he move he get packed

verse 1 * [ luh.ruddy1k ]

( aye , aye )
if he moves he gets wack * n*gga talk sh*t he get hit in the back
i’m smokin’ da gas , got tha bih in the air
got yo b*tch ova here trynna give me some neck
we gettin that cash of course we gon flex
you trynna move on* get popped on yo chest
these n*ggas some b*tches ‘ they work for the feds
we caught em’ lacking so we leave em’ dead
( he ) talking crazy get popped in yo head
f*ck that n*gga * he smokin’ on meds
i’m smokin that gaz * now i just want some head
these n*ggas so slow , get the f*ck out my way
i* like the few baby girl * like the k
if he talk on the g * he get hit with the drac*
god’s plan i’m feeling like drake
if he talks on luh.ruddy* we mopping his dreads
verse 2 * [ tkmooseyy3k ]

this k * came from russia
bullets be flyin’ *
i popped a perc but this perc
got me dying
we spot a opp * this n*gga start crying
without his stick * i know they be lying
he ain’t from there * them n*ggas be cappin
claim where you’re from, cause them b*tch n*ggas actin
i cannot blame jit * atleast he’s tryin’
he needs an oscar* tk not bluffing

spinn thru his block ‘ i’m hittin his mother
can’t find his ass we went for his brother
yo homie a b*tch * that’s yo twin sister
saw when he fall * he cannot recover
ya work for police, ya work under cover
” kangaroo jack ” snipping on yak
spin thru the block * with this mac on my lap
we catch a opp * beg for his life

get hit with this thunder* you can go under * ( pow )
762’s turn his ass to a runner , i got my heater
i’m watching your moves !!
i guess i’m a creeper
don’t show no love * you know i don’t need her
he was a gangster , now he a stripper
you like this glock ?
this bih came from sweden
get hit with this 9 * he gon meet jesus
talks about opps ?!! i know i’m the biggest
[ tkmooseyy3k adlips ]

scoobyye got hit in the back seat
she’s riddin my d*ck like a taxi
i’m running yo block * like a track meet
n*gga talks shi * ain’t no body face
they left his ass in the back seat

verse 3 [ lil.scoopa ]

listen….. listen..
i’m rocking tha gucci , tha luis , tha fendi , tha prada
i’m rocking balenci too* these n*ggas , these b*tches they ain’t double g * h*ll nah lil n*gga can’t hang with the crew
n*gga said ” he got the drop ” on who ??
lil.scoopa gon slip , gon pull up on you
got on this ice i’m jumping around soon as he reach shoot his ass back down *
just like a dog lil n*gga ” sit down ”
f*ckin this b*tch she straight outta broward
just like a eiffel long like a tower
beatin that p*ssc’ * we f*cked for a hour
round two ! time to hop on da shower
kick her out , no time for that lovin
f*ck on you * than they f*ck on yo cousin
making music turned nothing into something
back than n*gga was really a bumming
chasing checks n*ggas chasing that money
freak b*tch puttin d*ck in her tummy
straight drops junky give me a honey
real savage gon crash bout that money
zombie man n*gga thinking it’s funny *
pakistan mixe drako with the honey
red beam quick to knock off yo bonnet
gang , umm umm , yeah * yal already know man
shoutout ( lil lucii man , shoutout luh.ruddy man , shoutout lil tk man ) it’s lil.scoopa man …. forever ya gg

- gg x f3k

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