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lirik lagu barefoot – tg kommas

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[intro]
n*ggas talkin’ ’bout they steppin’ man
leave one of you b*tch ass n*gga barefoot
yeah, n*gga take your steppin’ shoes n*gga
hang them b*tches on a f*ckin’ powerline n*gga
yeah, yeah

[chorus: tg kommas]
it’s switches on them glocks
we really keep them mops
these b*tches be the opps
they really sendin’ drops
now your dog kinda famous
we put that b*tch on fox
when they found his body yea
he was out his socks off
barefoot, draco hit a n*gga in his sh*t, now he barefoot
thought that p*ssy n*gga was a steppa, now he barefoot
40 hit ’em in his top, i don’t know how his hair look
yellow tape on p*ssy n*gga, left his ass barefoot
[verse 1: tg kommas]
choppa break his face, [?] bring out the yellow tape
i was taught to never save a n*gga, them 7.62’s save the day
got ’bout fifty racks stuff in the safe
as long we got them sticks, they never say [?]
pray my n*ggas to beat them cases
i’m totin’ this glock, it ain’t got no safety
lost my mind ever since i signed that deal
it just be nothin’ but hating
p*ssy n*ggas, always on my d*ck, i guess they mad i made it
f*ck that side, n*gga catch you playin’ both sides you gettin’ decapitated
sh*t so real n*gga, catch you with yo baby, we’ll probly’ stretch yo baby
with my gangsta, n*gga ain’t doin’ no fightin’, like f*ck your confrontation
get the drop, lay on a n*gga spot, till we get the confirmation
we opp shoppin’, put a four three in the bag, that’s a compilation
40 glock, switcher ’round the k the perfect combination

[chorus: tg kommas]
it’s switches on them glocks
we really keep them mops
these b*tches be the opps
they really sendin’ drops
now your dog kinda famous
we put that b*tch on fox
when they found his body yea
he was out his socks off
barefoot, draco hit a n*gga in his sh*t, now he barefoot
thought that p*ssy n*gga was a steppa, now he barefoot
40 hit ’em in his top, i don’t know how his hair look
yellow tape on p*ssy n*gga, left his ass barefoot
[verse 2: fredo bang]
[?] on percolate
i might wake out in his team
catch a n*gga at the cornerstore
if i miss, i’m comin’ back again
i just pick my rental up, gas it up and i’m hoppin’ in
they know i’on give a f*ck
i’ll turn us in back up again
choppa with a switch, he need some help, he better call a friend
man down in the hood, he wanna limp, he better call it in
these n*ggas know it ain’t safe to post outside, they better take it in
he was talkin’ sh*t, they hit his face, now he can barely grin
(fah, fah)
if he ain’t 30 deep up in the city, he ain’t poppin’ out
choppa take his legs, i gotta bag if he walk it out
i be in ’em trenches with them g’s, i brought them kommas out
he was talkin’ gangsta, put that iron, he by his mama house

[chorus: tg kommas]
it’s switches on them glocks
we really keep them mops
these b*tches be the opps
they really sendin’ drops
now your dog kinda famous
we put that b*tch on fox
when they found his body yea
he was out his socks off
barefoot, draco hit a n*gga in his sh*t, now he barefoot
thought that p*ssy n*gga was a steppa, now he barefoot
40 hit ’em in his top, i don’t know how his hair look
yellow tape on p*ssy n*gga, left his ass barefoot
[outro]
yea man i’m talkin’ ’bout all facts n*gga
we gon’ leave one of you b*tch ass n*gga barefoot
naked, dead and so what you know, can’t breathe man
know what i’m sayin’?
take all the f*ckin’ life out your badass n*gga, spit in your casket

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