lirik lagu too many – tg flockaa
[intro]
(grrah)
(grrah, grrah, boom)
(like what)
(free hunna, grrstah!)
(d*mn jefe)
(free a1, free wes, free kane)
(grrah)
(free keemy)
(5th to the sev) (like what?) (5th to the sev n*gga)
(i’m big d.o.a for sure, n*ggas know what the f*ck goin’ on) (rah rah, mexy)
(like grrah)
[verse 1: tg flockaa]
i ain’t hearing that sh*t, n*gga, everything dead, everything k
hop out, i’m lettin’ it spray
how you smoke on my dead, but never did a thing?
this n*ggas be p*ssy, this n*ggas be actors
b*tch n*ggas that play for the lackers
when you see em’, they casper
n*ggas runnin’, but this bullets faster
i’m with chase on a drill, gon’ get popped like a pill
this n*ggas is p*ssy, they was never real
i’m ballin’ for jb, when i’m the field
talkin’ on meezy get you k!lled, so say what you want, we gon’ bend through your block
so when i see, gettin’ trapped
i swear to my mother, that n*gga is shot
meezy gang, meezy block, talkin’ on bro and i’m lettin’ it flock
i’m tired of this n*ggas talkin’ what they’re not, when we been through that block, everybody shot
yeah, everything dead, everything k
when i stop, get out the way, i’m tired of this n*ggas dissin’ for their fame
they never get back, why they man’s got fame?
doa be the gang, and i’m 5th to the sev, lil n*gga don’t play
who that? on the 8th, i ain’t tryna flock em’, me right boutta chase
if they wasn’t right there, i would’ve wip on em’ and flock em’, in it’s face
stop lying, on your deads, you know, you ain’t never ever do a thing
n*gga ek daooter, [?] countin’ sh*t, boutta turn into a shade (suck my d*ck)
lil dubski, he and his brain
where lucci? dead in a grave
and they setbackgang, n*ggas mad cuz they know that we getbackgang
and i’m way too st*rdy when i’m in the v, i don’t need, [?] i get low on my feet (grrah) (ahh)
[verse 2: jaydachaserr]
we really bend blocks
we tryna send shots
we really lookin’, when them n*ggas not
talking bout’ some money, had them n*ggas popped
talking bout’ some chops they ain’t finna flock
they talking on meezy? provoke with a faceshot (faceshot)
couple opps done died on the same block
couple of opps got hit from the same chop
i don’t know why n*ggas still tryna name drop
dummy, lucci, lotti, caine, all of them n*ggas got send to them grave
rah rah, dubski, mexy, flame, all of them n*ggas took shots to the brain
tico, jt, tows, kripz, all of them n*ggas got left in the pace
aj a b*tch, stay in his lane, i don’t think n*ggas wanna keep mentioning names
nesty cousin, you really a b*tch, last [?] and you still ain’t do sh*t
dissing
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