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lirik lagu virginia tech – shakewell

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[intro: britney spears]
it’s britney, b-tch

[chorus: shakewell]
i got a glock in my backpack
pull up to school with my backpack
told ’em, “no talkin’, we past that”
wanna run up? b-tch, i jump in the hatchbacks
big gas, big dope, big syrup, lil’ soda
ten cops pulled up, stay silent, call a lawyer
i got a glock in my backpack
pull up to school with my backpack
told ’em, “no talkin’, we past that”
wanna run up? b-tch, i jump in the hatchbacks
big gas, big dope, big syrup, lil’ soda
ten cops pulled up, stay silent, call a lawyer

[verse: shakewell]
i put em down with a lead pipe
k!ll em, no rules in a street fight
dragon gon’ fly with that moonlight
draggin’ your body churn blood into moonshine
g check street cred
green light beams red
12 shots 4 dead
white force coat stead
i copped a ride and i cut it up
you think you scale you want numbers huh
thinkin’ they fish cause your 50 numb
hit that lotto k tell that product up
gotta flip a pack before i shower up
gotta load my strap f-ck her one on one
still i beat your -ss like a dentist son
keep a couple goonies all i need is one
bodies be pillin’ up
ain’t no more room left up under the towels
and i am too violent so
since i been poppin’ the police been trying
to start and profiling us
all of my tattoo is them to get files
but you wake them bodies up
sit your -ss down cause if think i’m throwin’ shade
then i probably was
and i ain’t with that talk
and so f-ck boy please don’t step up
you sniffin’ on that powder
while i sip designer drugs
and i’m still packin’ shanks
like all my motherf-ckin’ scrubs
now hit the pit and f-ck it up

[chorus: shakewell]
i got a glock in my backpack
pull up to school with my backpack
told ’em, “no talkin’, we past that”
wanna run up? b-tch, i jump in the hatchbacks
big gas, big dope, big syrup, lil soda
ten cops pulled up, stay silent, call a lawyer
i got a glock in my backpack
pull up to school with my backpack
told ’em, “no talkin’, we past that”
wanna run up? b-tch, i jump in the hatchbacks
big gas, big dope, big syrup, lil soda
ten cops pulled up, stay silent, call a lawyer