lirik lagu coughin’ – tumaggz
[verse 1: tumaggz]
i don’t tell these p*ssies sh*t cuz
p*ssies talk a lot
i won’t pass a p*ssy sh*t if smoking
woods still makes him cough
don’t step foot on gladstone
we protect the spot like camelot
all my h*llhounds down to scr*p
we swing em hard with all we got
riding
to the spot we wylin
hit a motherf*cking cop he dying
hit a motherf*ckers block while smiling
took a son from his mother she crying
all of this sh*t ain’t tough talk
everybody hates a n*gga no chris rock
everybody wanna see a n*gga wrist locked up in some steel
i ain’t talking bout no wrist watch
yeah that boy might k!ll his parents but he ain’t gon k!ll me
met a foreign b*tch from paris she gon get on both knees
got a fresh pack boy you smoking on that old tree
with yo dusty musty crusty ass boy you ain’t no og
whole game f*cked
all you n*ggas got it criss cross
see you stunting on em
why you rocking all the ross drip
smoking on that wood tip
cheaper than a cheese nip
you be sucking d*ck
for a feature on some bullsh*t
shooter with a full clip
boy drop that pin
got seven whole n*ggas like sect finna send
straps can stay back handle this like some men
but we know you a coward so we gon roll in
i don’t tell these p*ssies sh*t cuz
p*ssies talk a lot
i won’t pass a p*ssy sh*t if smoking
woods still makes him cough
don’t step foot on gladstone
we protect the spot like camelot
all my h*llhounds down to scr*p
we swing em hard with all we got
i don’t tell these p*ssies sh*t cuz
p*ssies talk a lot
i won’t pass a p*ssy sh*t if smoking
woods still makes him cough
don’t step foot on gladstone
we protect the spot like camelot
all my h*llhounds down to scr*p
we swing em hard with all we got
[verse 2: sect unit]
we swing em hard with all we got
i knock a n*gga out his socks
we pull up on him like we lightning leave his ass straight f*ckin shocked, huh
now he lookin at the sky, cause that b*tch got f*ckin dropped
smokin good sh*t got me coughin
put him in a coffin and leave him to die
b*tch n*gga run up on me then he must got a death wish
floppin around like a dyin fish
rich n*gga sh*t i’ll hit you with a fresh whip
playin wit me and you dyin b*tch
prayin to not see god and sh*t
sayin you just want out of it
and i’ll put you out yo misery
the last thing you’ll f*ckin see is me
wit a smirk on my face
i bet the sh*t that you said you wanna take back
that’s not how it work in this place
you just another f*ckin homicide case
homicide, suicide, genocide, i call that sh*t icin the cake
they say sect you don’t got a f*ckin heart
then i got a organ to take
then i got a organ to steal
everything so fake to me so it ain’t hard to point out what’s real
i got b*tches that pay for the bill
them n*ggas go crazy yeah they go stupid when they be off of them pills
i put that p*ssy right in a coffin then i’m headed to the hills
b*tch
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