lirik lagu fully equipt – paper route empire & paperroute woo
[intro]
ain’t gotta be no author to write no book
gangster to have you shook
ridin’ through the city and i’m fully equipped
ain’t gotta be no author to write no book
ain’t gotta be gangster to have you shook
uh, i’m fully equipped
author to write no book
gangster to have you shook
city and i’m fully equipped
sn*tch off the tag, then go on a drill
(d*mn, sambo, you f*cked ’em up with this one)
body for body, man, this sh*t for real
[chorus]
yeah (yeah)
i ain’t gotta be no author to write no book (no book)
i ain’t gotta be gangster to have you shook (you shook)
ridin’ through the city and i’m fully equipped
sn*tch off the tag, then go on a drill (drill)
jump out on feet, then go for the k!ll (the k!ll)
body for body, man, this sh*t for real (for real)
murder for hire, my k!ller, he sk!lled (sk!lled)
yeah (yeah)
i ain’t gotta be no author to write no book (no book)
i ain’t gotta be gangster to have you shook (you shook)
ridin’ through the city and i’m fully equipped
sn*tch off the tag, then go on a drill (drill)
jump out on feet, then go for the k!ll (the k!ll)
body for body, man, this sh*t for real (for real)
murder for hire, my k!ller, he sk!lled (sk!lled)
[verse 1]
i’m a rapper slash trapper, my n*gga, know slime gotta get him some act’
glock with the tappin’ on that b*tch, got that motherf*cker hittin’ just like a mac
murder, murder, k!ll, k!ll, it’s attack
chest shot’ll make it come out his back
real n*gga, never speak on the wack
seein’ real and seein’ n0body crack
n*ggas hidin’ and it’s makin’ me mad
get his mama, auntie, or his dad
walk ’em down, we ain’t shootin’ out the back
trail close, fruit pass me the strap
switch whips like i switch up the pack
three thirty drummer and a glock mag
and i’m shootin’ ’til them b*tches is empty
five with me and he dumpin’ the sixty
never blankin’ when we get on a mission
hit ’em up and i ain’t got no forgiveness
at work with the strap, give it to renas
he hot his main b*tch suckin’ my p*n*s
crease a n*gga, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the cleaners
country white b*tch, her name eva
it’s a thousand shots up in the steamer
name ringin’ bells, hotter than phoenix (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
yeah (yeah)
i ain’t gotta be no author to write no book (no book)
i ain’t gotta be gangster to have you shook (you shook)
ridin’ through the city and i’m fully equipped
sn*tch off the tag, then go on a drill (drill)
jump out on feet, then go for the k!ll (the k!ll)
body for body, man, this sh*t for real (for real)
murder for hire, my k!ller, he sk!lled (sk!lled)
yeah (yeah)
i ain’t gotta be no author to write no book (no book)
i ain’t gotta be gangster to have you shook (you shook)
ridin’ through the city and i’m fully equipped
sn*tch off the tag, then go on a drill (drill)
jump out on feet, then go for the k!ll (the k!ll)
body for body, man, this sh*t for real (for real)
murder for hire, my k!ller, he sk!lled (sk!lled)
[verse 2]
yeah (yeah, uh*huh, uh*huh)
you n*ggas know what it is
walkdown gang for real, hit ’em up, can’t n0body live
fish fry gang, you n*ggas be broke, i already know what it is
tombstone gang, put ’em in the dirt, i’m tryna go bury a n*gga
i’m the type of n*gga go on a mission with all my ice on
f*ck your baby mama from the back, n*gga, h*ll yeah, i put the pipe on her
glock 45 with the light on it
k!lled the p*ssy ten times, n*gga, but i thought i had nine lives on it
police*ass n*gga in interrogation rooms and they tellin’ lies on me
leave a n*gga ass stinkin’ in the scat pack, n*gga, with the flies on him
smoke a blunt, then vibe on ’em
big blood, i’ma send five on ’em
you know what’s brackin’
say you a gangster and they’ll get it crackin’
all of the glocks, they automatic
[chorus]
yeah (yeah)
i ain’t gotta be no author to write no book (no book)
i ain’t gotta be gangster to have you shook (you shook)
ridin’ through the city and i’m fully equipped
sn*tch off the tag, then go on a drill (drill)
jump out on feet, then go for the k!ll (the k!ll)
body for body, man, this sh*t for real (for real)
murder for hire, my k!ller, he sk!lled (sk!lled)
yeah (yeah)
i ain’t gotta be no author to write no book (no book)
i ain’t gotta be gangster to have you shook (you shook)
ridin’ through the city and i’m fully equipped
sn*tch off the tag, then go on a drill (drill)
jump out on feet, then go for the k!ll (the k!ll)
body for body, man, this sh*t for real (for real)
murder for hire, my k!ller, he sk!lled (sk!lled)
[outro]
(d*mn, sambo, you f*cked ’em up with this one)
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