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lirik lagu 4th quarter – youngbagchasers

[verse 1: fsdabender]
uh, i hit that k!ll switch
let’s make a bet, you go upstairs, and he won’t feel sh*t
switchy keep on jumpin’ out my hand, b*tch that’s a real glitch
all black, we spin blocks back to back, we on some drill sh*t

[verse 2: eem stacks]
they like “eem you fell off”, ’cause i been out here chasin’ opps
i brung his head down to his toes when he was out there on that block
this a 30 in this glizzy, settin’ standards, take out his flock
me and twin hop out on drive, i’m seein’ baby boy you live

[verse 3: reek12hunnit]
but since we talkin’ ’bout the opps, we spin a lot
he was out there loafin’ on that porch, and he got dropped
send a blitz, switches on them gl!cks, to make him drop
send a blitz, switches on them gl!cks, to make him drop
[verse 4: f5]
n*ggas know better to go and play that big blocka land
opp got his sh*t cracked just like a laptop flamer
flame his ass up, leave his back hot
i know they mad we made it home from that last drop

[verse 5: eem stacks]
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout where we at, we see that n*gga, he get the worse
and broski got a baski, brung his head back to the dirt
he got floppin’ out that flat, we dressed him up, like he at church
we gon’ slide, leave it in drive, and leave his sh*t up on the curb

[verse 6: fsdabender]
uh, b*tch, and i smoke gunna man
pop*out cuts and let this glizzy do the stunna dance
i’on want smoke, and lo, we need another strand
4th quarter press, b*tch when we slide, we get another man
last opp sick, i know he mad, because his brother dead
out there poppin’ wheelies on that bike, now look what gunna did

[verse 7: reek12hunnit]
oh he tried to run, but he ain’t fast enough
catch him throwin’ 3’s, shoot out in public, we gon’ clap him up
go check the stats, ain’t gettin’ back, so how they mad at us?
we the ones that really turnt it up, go ahead and add it up
go ahead and add it up
braggin’ on that sh*t, you know you scared
we gon’ spin that block and watch them switches hit his head
sh*t i called my face arrangers and they put that boy to bed
they done spend a band, they ain’t hop out, think them n*ggas scared
[verse 8: f5]
n*ggas tried to box me in, f*ck is they dumb?
19 shots on that block, we had some fun
they know better then claimin’, n*ggas know how fast we come
been standin’ on business, when we slide we get it done
uh, who can’t get up? that boy rizzy
they new attachment we added to this was the switchy
and i been spinnin’ for a week straight, b*tch i’m getting dizzy
and we ain’t screamin’ out no ricky, this headshot a qrizzy

- youngbagchasers

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