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hellcats srts (feat. rondodagoat & dgs dre) [dgs edition] - ix nino stackz lyrics

flrd
aye
flrd
aye you know this choppa hit like
flrd
ayy, ayy, ayy, let go
h*llcats srts we in this b*tch .223s
choppa bullets hit him in his lungs now he can’t f*cking breathe
n*ggas steady talking all that sh*t but won’t get up with me
when it come to rapping know you b*tches cannot f*ck with me

know these n*ggas stay to dissin’, .556 hit that b*tch in the head
play and then he lay thats doa that b*tch already dead
know a lot of n*ggas can’t survive two, three shots to the head
n*gga tryna run up here, that flrd
put that b*tch straight to bed
screaming f*ck that boy his brother dead b*tch i said what i said
hanging with the crips but all my young n*ggas seeing red
p*ssy stalk my page n*ggas g*y know your n*ggas fed
i can’t keep the hoe lil b*tch i just wanna burn your head
n*ggas steady dissing b*tch we spinning where you lay your head
these n*ggas wanna ride my wave lil b*tch i’m way too far ahead
all you rapping n*ggas really suck career hang on a thread
chop just like like a barber he cut up then we knock off his dreads

h*llcats srts we in this b*tch .223s
choppa bullets hit him in his lungs now he can’t f*cking breathe
n*ggas steady talking all that sh*t but won’t get up with me
when it come to rapping know you b*tches cannot f*ck with me
we spun they blocks so many times with dracs and glocks they ass got dizzy
n*ggas talk sh*t on the gang then we bring smoke just like a chimney
uh
hit that n*gga b*tch she gotta go after i finish
you put that k behind my gang yo ass gone go after that sentence b*tch
hit yo block and then we splitting it sh*t
why these n*ggas think they 50 cent
we dropping many men up in your head just like a fitted b*tch
no mma but we be kickin’ sh*t
play and i let that semi spit
you can’t beat the gang if you ain’t got enough artillery

hold on pass the rock
if a n*gga play then we take off his top
dripping high class fashion this b*tch icy this a audermar
talking hot
hit him with that flrd just connect the dots
back to the block
he thought this sh*t was sweet but this ain’t dip n dots
she eating c*ck
she said my sh*t too big but she just felt the glock
shake the spot take a n*ggas sh*t then high*speed to the block
watch out for cops
keep that sn*tch and grab and watch this b*tch unlock
h*llcats srts we in this b*tch .223s
choppa bullets hit him in his lungs now he can’t f*cking breathe
n*ggas steady talking all that sh*t but won’t get up with me
when it come to rapping know you b*tches cannot f*ck with me

- ix nino stackz lyrics

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