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lirik lagu tap a face – montannaatm

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[intro]
boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
call me mr. swing the door, man
mr. block off the intersection (ayy, who is that right there, man? ayy, who is that right there?)
get ’em

[chorus]
really grew up on the block, my first glock, it had a blue beam
real head tapper, i ain’t never had no f*ckin’ hoop dream
fifty shots go out the mac*10 and that b*tch hang off a shoe string
chase a n*gga down in amiris, i switched the shoe up, threw on reeboks
bump the drac’, make it go fully, hit your mans, he screamin’ he shot
7.62 sh*lls flipped and turned him down, n*gga, they say we hot (gang)

[verse]
and i don’t know what n*ggas think, but i’m gon’ make ’em understand (huh?)
that n*gga frozе up when we tagged him, this a gamе we grew up playin’ (brr)
before the strikers, i was jammin’ flatheads in mini vans
don’t start me up, we get it poppin’, broad day, somebody dropped him
it was money on his head, they say raheem’s dead, somebody shot him
they hit him in his leg, put four glocks on his head, that’s how they got him
i need some room to do my thing, i told folks, “bring out the tahoe”
we caught dude ass the other day, now we pourin’ fours straight out the bottle (wock’)
and this b*tch want me to stay, she think i’m goin’ ’cause she a model (no)
i do this sh*t every day, she don’t know i really got ’em (i got ’em)
i got a bad sh*t in mia, they bodies shaped like coke bottles (foreign sh*t)
every day these hoes callin’, i won’t answer, it ain’t guapo (h*llo?)
i won’t answer if it ain’t about that bread, cheese, and nachos
and that mon*yun get sh*t done*yun, make your homie touch your taco (n*gga)
this street sh*t different now, everybody snakes, you gotta watch ’em (watch ’em)
the picture bigger now, these b*tches adore you, they be block hoes
them takers bl!ck you down, the business gon’ get stood on, i got shottas (brr, brr)
and if it’s smoke, just come and get it, we pass this sh*t out with no problem (come get it)
and all the opps been cliquin’ up throughout the 100s, we the problem (these n*ggas b*tches)
these n*ggas love to hate the buff, name a block, we robbed or shot ’em (we robbed ’em)
[chorus]
really grew up on the block, my first glock, it had a blue beam
real head tapper, i ain’t never had no f*ckin’ hoop dream
fifty shots go out the mac*10 and that b*tch hang off a shoe string (brr)
chase a n*gga down in amiris, i switched the shoe up, threw on reeboks
bump the drac’, make it go fully (bump it), hit your mans, he screamin’ he shot (baow)
7.62 sh*lls flipped and turned him down, n*gga, they say we hot

[outro]
yeah, n*gga, they say we hot
bump the drac’, make it go fully, n*gga
get ’em
tsg

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