Tee Grizzley - God's Warrior (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Tee Grizzley - God's Warrior (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
(You know everything a nigga
say be facts man, like)
(I hope they don't play this
shit in court one day)
(If you look up some of the
stories in my city)
(You will see the relation
between the music)
Everybody with me clumsy
We all be droppin' shit
Droppin' niggas, droppin'
icicles, fuck a bitch, drop
her at her momma crib
Not with the gossipin', we
do that robbin' shit
Any means, I'm gon' eat
Slide with the tank on full
Leave with the Glock on E
I got a K, it hold a hunnid
But I got lazy, only put 90
Money make your whole team vanish
That's a paper trick, Origami
I be dolo, don't need a posse
If you got the wave, I got the tsunami
Chain hit like Ike Turner
But I don't beat bitches,
I beat bodies
I just buss' the Chain Reactions just
to stump a nigga in Versace
Call me Martin, I stay with the Tommy
You lookin' for me, pussy?
Come find me
And I'm not gon' snatch your chain
I'm gon' take it off politely
So when I go back to sell it, it's
not damaged, not even slightly
Raised 'round killers,
that's how I'm cut
Find out where he stay, I
don't shoot the house up
Lay in that bush till
you lames lock up
Whoever walk outside first
drop somethin'
Lift that chopper, go nuts
That was his momma? So what?
Nigga that's your fault,
we wanted your blood
And your bitch take dick
like a grown up
I'm a product of them streets
Sharks and hustlers, I'm from the deep
Bring a nigga to the feast
We not stingy, homey, eat
He get greedy, put him to sleep
They gotta identify him by his teeth
We gon' kill you if you freeze when
your job was to squeeze, nigga
(I'm here slangin' on display)
I got a Uzi and it sound like (Boom)
I got a Draco and it sound like (Boom)
Knock your shit open, the
bullets explosive
Fall and you get stood over
Can't run outta bullets in a shoot out
Takin' my time, countin'
as I'm blowin'
Yeah, drumsticks
Guitar-sized AR's, we a little band
Rapper dissed me, I made every
show like I'm his biggest fan
Hollows in that Sprinter van gon'
leave somebody crippled, man
You see your DJ's brain come
through his head, you
will turn religious, man
Havin' my way
I'ma see what's up at the range,
let's practice okay?
(Let's practice okay?)
Dead bodies in the hood, pour
acids on it for rapid decay
Granny don't even know the
savage she raised, nigga (Savage
she raised nigga)
200K get you took off the planet
today nigga (On my mother)
Ay, niggas hoes, I don't feel 'em
Cut his head like a dick, let
his homeboys deal him
Fuck who rockin' with him
Catch his bitch at the mall and
she shoe-shoppin' nigga
Don't let 'em die, just
shoot out the windows
That's how I'm comin' (That's
how I'm comin')
You not faster than no bullets,
why is you runnin'?
(Fuck is you runnin'?)
I be talkin' to my Glock like you be
buggin' (Bitch you be trippin')
I put four G's on my drop, them
bitches revvin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
They like, "Grizzley bro, you
rich, why is you thuggin'?"
(Why am I thuggin'?)
Big Meech was rich, ain't nobody
ask him why was he hustlin'
(Why is he hustlin'?)
What y'all need to ask is these
niggas why they be bluffin'
(Fake ass niggas)
Took my FN off my hip like, "You've
been summoned" (Bop!)
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