lirik lagu 30 dead – the godfather
[intro]
man
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga
you know we charged the f*ck up
pass me that dead*ass n*gga
[verse]
got a dub on me, tryna f*ck it up
in the club, got these freaky hoes grabbin’ on my nuts
‘nother 30 boy dead, that’s like thirty n*ggas touched
i got thirty in the fin for whoever runnin’ up
keep on thinkin’ you gon’ k!ll me, try your luck
i been in the hood lately puttin’ opps inside a blunt
when it’s on the floor, we gon’ ride the striker for a month
we’ll pull up on a n*gga, throw his ass in the trunk
yeah, i ran this sh*t up, n*ggas can’t f*ck with me
chopper bullet grazed him in the face, gave him a buck*fifty (like a razor)
just got a call your mans dead, you bettеr come quickly
in the store, mе and meek, racin’ to the giffys
just popped an e pill, got me activated
if you want me at your show, you gon’ have to pay me
put his dumb ass to sleep how i rock the baby
this a turn*around, b*tch, feelin’ like i’m 80s
i’m a bronx n*gga who be k!llin’ opp n*ggas
hundred round shots with me, i do this for dots, n*gga
forever paid, we sell ‘bows when the crops in
i had to take this b*tch head ’cause her top different
ride around with glock switches
you know his ass dead when he not twitchin’
run down, pop pistols
it’s a foul on the play, been blew the whistle
fifty rounds to his face, we pressin’ the issue
she asked me do i love her? baby, just a little
i’ma use her for her name just to get a rental
ain’t no playin’ both sides, we gon’ still k!ll ’em
just poured a pint yesterday and i still feel it
i don’t feel n*ggas, i just want a mil’ ticket
spend it with my real n*ggas, sweatin’, feel the pill kick in
the way i spin a trackhawk, i’m tryna drop the engine
if he snitch, we gon’ spin ’til we drop the witness
bust the watch down, water like pacific
i be drinkin’ wock’ in fours when i’m ’bout to sip it
i be stuffin’ pills in hoes when i’m ’bout to ship it
gotta fold all of the clothes ‘fore we zip ’em up
i’ma keep on hoein’ all the opps ’cause i don’t give a f*ck
that n*gga in the ground, go and dig him up
got these n*ggas mad at me, they wanna k!ll each other
four*five bullet big as h*ll, thicker than peanut b*tter
you don’t think i’m steppin’, n*gga, just wait ’til we see each other
i got this gangster sh*t, n*gga, from my mother
love my n*gga eastway, brother from another
heard they linin’ n*ggas up, they slidin’ with cutters
fake rapper, n*gga, i’m the one that come and touch you
call boom with the drop, they know i’ma come shoot
ridin’ h*llcats in winter ’cause we up stupid
my lil’ b*tch from the ‘raq always call me goofy
hate a b*tch that be cappin’ about that coochie
let’s put this sh*t on camera, let’s make a movie
got the drill in the party, dancin’ with my toolie
we got murder on our mind, me and two p’s
[outro]
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga
i know he miss his brothers, we sent his ass home with ’em
faceshot, he couldn’t take ’em to the dome, n*gga
thirty n*ggas in the casket, a thirty*man shipment
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