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lirik lagu cottonwood to south vegas – sett

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[intro: nle choppa & sett]
(ayy, draco, how you do that?)
uh, know what it is
you already know what it is, n*gga, big f*ck the opps crazy
cottonwood to tate
yeah, n*gga, vegas to cottonwood
vegas (co*murder, n*gga)
ayy, ayy (whatever it’s called now, bruh)

[verse 1: nle choppa]
nah, we ain’t duckin’ the switch, i ain’t runnin’ from sh*t, when it beat, man, you know how that go (know how that go)
uh, yeah, he got off a few times, caught him lackin’, he can’t do it no more (can’t do it no more)
naw, beefin’ with me ’bout the ho? man, the whole gang was in her throat (in her throat)
yeah, oj da juiceman, coupe mayo, i move like the pope

[verse 2: sett]
ooh, splatt, stunt on your ass
n*gga, i’ma k!ll him regardless (regardless)
in the yami with switches and boppas (switches and boppas)
young n*gga timing, stolen v8 chargеr
on murder with k!llers, go body for body
shake sh*t down, should’vе went to county for a robbery
i ain’t chase him, the bullets gon’ catch him (catch him)
seven*two or a five*seven’ll stretch him (stretch him)
v12 engine, got caught in the striker (caught in the striker)
got caught in the jam, gun, knife him (knife him)
[verse 3: nle choppa]
from the back, shot him, piped him
f*ck all the opps, we one*night ’em (we one*night ’em)
b*tch, don’t feel too entitled
after i hit ya, the gang’ll strike ya (gang gon’ hit her)
yeah, b*tch, no, i can’t wife you (gotta quit her)
sh*t*eater, know she triflin’ (she triflin’)
two deep, me and sett finna bend the curb (brrt)
f*ck who? make them n*ggas eat they words (brrt)
g herbo glock, make a n*gga swerve (brrt)
bro, stand down, ’cause i’m on the verge (on the verge)
ayy, runnin’ this sh*t like the president
sh*ll catcher catch the evidence
bullets catch him, wet him, baptize him, we be blessin’ sh*t (mhm)
if he caught a body, we’ll bless him in (amen)

[verse 4: sett]
we don’t do put*downs
homie, go catch you a hat and bring it to big homie, that’s me (big homie)
n*gga, we handin’ out he*rs*s in the 3 (a he*rs*)
hdg, put n*ggas on tees (hawk down gang)
bang sh*t, n*gga, chief keef
lock him in the trunk, throw away the key (throw the key away)
hush him and wrap him, make sure he don’t breathe (hush him)
ain’t no takin’ no pictures, ain’t no rico*ing me (takin’ no picture of me)
uh, out in public, i’m speakin’ (speak)
try me and ask a question, i’ll tweak (i’ma tweak out)
uh, nle
murder and love, cottonwood to the 3 (murder and love, n*gga)
[verse 5: nle choppa]
dumb*ass ho asked how i’m at south vegas if i’m from memphis, tennessee
thirty deep in the 3, slidin’ on sh*t from cottonwood to tate street
do it for saint, yeah, paul walk*in’ sh*t down on the backstreet
better make it to surgery, chopper look like some nurse sh*t (like a nurse or somethin’)
bullets get to flirtin’, touch you up, it’s perverted (like a pervert or somethin’)
bag him like a birkin, toe tag him like we purchase (like we bought bruh)

[outro: sett & nle choppa]
yeah, n*gga, you know we put sh*t on taz
we ain’t callin’ the apple, though, on nothin’, n*gga
on murder and love, n*gga, headtap, te amo
n*gga, you was the man
no plans, n*gga
we on murder
nle, top shotta
got the bombs like al*qaeda
these n*ggas traumatized, bruh
you know what i’m sayin’?
uh*huh, uh*huh, uh*huh

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