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lirik lagu pistol paccin (feat. bigxthaplug) (sped up) – nle choppa

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hahahaha
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch k!lla’*k!lla’
pistol*pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch smackin’ k!lla’
(?) ain’t sh*t
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch k!lla’*k!lla’
pistol*pistol packin’, never slackin’, b*tch smackin’ k!lla’
(pistol*pistol packin’, never lackin’, ayy)
two things i never seen, a n*gga named bigfoot and a ho i need (ho i need)
keep the backdoor closed, gotta’ lock it, throw away the key (throw away the key)
we can be a state away, u*turn if i ain’t got my ski
2023, we got built*in switches on them gleez (woo)
drac’ hit, don’t ask, we take sh*t
like a blunt, we face sh*t (come on)
n*gga lay sh*t, keep yo’ shoes tight
know some n*ggas trip, they couldn’t run right
you throw fits and we throw bullets out the stick, you a b*tch, i’m a real n*gga
he a mama’s boy, jumped off the porch, know a n*gga had to babysit him, on god
knock weight off a n*gga likе a bbl
slide all day like a cvl (‘l)
heart skip a bеat like a cd player (player)
f*ck a classic b*tch, i want a ratchet b*tch, give me a city girl
i’m cappin’, f*ck, tell dre i’m a sh*ll, let a young n*gga rock her world (come on)
wrist glisten, chain glisten, like my manners trippin’, uh
memphis n*gga, talk with a slur, she say my grammar different, uh
police come get me, my name benny, n*gga, i wasn’t in it, uh
f*ck the judge, n*gga i’m illiterate, i be dodgin’ the sentences
pistol packin’, never lackin’, run up, get yo’ issue (brrt)
guns clappin’, p*ssy grabbin’, donald trump militia (i’m on it, brrt)
pants saggin’, mama naggin’, like who raised a n*gga?
my b*tch like a backwood (ayy), yo’ ho like a swisher (on god)
b*tch, i’m a pistol packin’, yeah, what’s crackin’? play, bet he go missin’
fully auto arp, equip the scope so i don’t miss him
ask the city ’bout me, n*gga, they gon’ tell you i been spinnin’
on the street who got more k!lla’s? know them p*ssies hate to feel me
any way, i just made 50k, spent thirty on my dentist
upped a twenty on my image, like 3k wock’ for my kidney
i was just broke ‘den a b*tch, now i have convo’s about business
real estate and gained a mistress, doubled up, ain’t need a witness, uh
think i’m a ho, come and show me
been ballin’, ginóbili, no k!lla’s, that’s hoovers and rollin’s
wit’ this choppa, i shoot like i’m kobe
so if you don’t know me, it’s best to walk light if you trollin’
600 my hood, i control it
and if you ain’t know it, just come to my block and i’ll show it
no snakes in my grass ’cause i mowed it
h*ll nah, i ain’t goin’, you kick that back door and i’m blowin’
ayy, who you know really havin’?
this pistol on me, so i’m saggin’
my mama don’t like it, i told her it’s fashion
n*ggas fake, so it’s best that i have it
topped the last b*tch i hit, she was average
but my new b*tch, i swear she the baddest
she know, then you know i’m from dallas
the home of the mavericks, so n*gga, you know we**
pistol packin’, never lackin’, run up, get yo’ issue (brrt)
guns clappin’, p*ssy grabbin’, donald trump militia (i’m on it, brrt)
pants saggin’, mama naggin’, like who raised a n*gga?
my b*tch like a backwood, yo’ ho like a swisher (on god)
brrt

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