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lirik lagu liu kang – soulja boy

[intro]
d*mn, oughby
yeah, you already know what goin’ on, man
n*gga, play with this sh*t, man, you gon’ lose man
yeah, man, first round, [?]
yeah, the one, the first, yeah
grra, draco
yeah

[chorus]
young n*gga [?]
[?] n*gga, watch dope sw*ng
in the trap and i’m sellin’ cocaine
two pistol on my hip, i’m max payne
f*ckin’ this b*tch, i don’t even know her name
jockies be all at my door, they be goin’ insane
like, “draco, you know that we needin’ the dope, you know why we came”

[verse]
it don’t really matter if he tough
he ain’t exempt to the kick, [?]
i walk in, i’m makin’ it rain, made a blue flame
kick [?] n*gga, like liu kang
big cash’ll all tie ’em up like shoe strangs
n*ggas they really be cappin’, they ain’t ’bout that action
that cash in the envelope
me and my n*ggas be ballin’ like spartan
i’m still on my n*ggas, i really be out in the trenches
big draco, i blow that glock like a whistle
if you ain’t bustin’, [?]
[?] glock
these n*ggas be green in a pickle
i done took off like a missle
i’m really official, i really bare down with that pistol
my back, my back not get against the wall
i’ma shoot my way up out this b*tch, you know i’m official
big draco, he rose outta concrete
[?] in the trap, i walk in one beat
i catch me an opp and i turn on the lunch meat
i’m in the studio, tell ’em to punch me
i need a pack like paci ow
brought that .57 on me, you know i came bared down
b*tchin’ on opps, better share my bag ’round
if you drop on an opp, know i’m spinnin’, i’m spinnin’ back ’round
try to spin on the game, why bother?
bustin’ that glock since a toddler
i got that aim from my father
big draco, he put his wrist in the water (no cap)
fifty*five thousand, i spend it on carti’
i catch an opp in the club, we gon’ shoot
big draco, [?]
she pop a perc then she go r*t*rded
[interlude]
hold on, hold on, hold on, man
y’all none of those n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ me, man
you know a n*gga play, you already know what gon’ happen
nah, really, hold on, i’m really tryna get outta those packs
so you know what i’m sayin’? it’s really a lotta sh*t goin’ on
i can’t slow nothin’ down

[chorus]
young n*gga [?]
[?]
in the trap and i’m sellin’ cocaine
two pistol on my hip, i’m max payne
f*ckin’ this b*tch, i don’t even know her name
jockies be all at my door, they be goin’ insane
like, “draco, you know that we needin’ the dope, you know why we came”

- soulja boy

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