Only The Family - Hellcats and Trackhawks (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Only The Family - Hellcats and Trackhawks (en) Lyrics
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I remember claiming Dipset
(Let's get it)
I had some bitches on my line, I
told them bitches get they lips
wet (Bitch, get your lips wet)
Lock that door, where them
bows at? (Let's get it)
Search for his gun, where his pole
at? (Where his pole at?)
We on his ass, where his shows
at? (Where his shows at?)
He get away, we on his ass, where he
parole at? (Where hе parole at?)
I be hatin' when thеse rappers call
these rappers brothers (Brothers)
Only The Family in my eyes, bitch,
we got each other (Yeah)
I popped a Perc' and drunk
a gallon, man, that hurt
my stomach (Man, what?)
Doin' the dash inside the
Lamb', that shit had make
me vomit (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck from the back, I pull her
hair, she screamin' while
she cummin' (She cummin')
Got foenem' G-locks, they be clutchin'
every time they servin' (Gang)
With all that rah-rah, like
you like that, come around,
you nervous (On gang)
Sneaky talkin' like you like that,
now you actin' turtle (On gang)
Yeah, you ain't like that,
you ain't catch a murder
Opps be threatenin' me in my
DM, we ain't never worried
(We ain't never worried)
Bleed, free Lil Steve, yeah,
I call him Curry (Curry)
He be to himself but he'll catch
a murder (Catch a murder)
I'm smokin' weed, I don't fuck
with dirty (Fuck with dirty)
Can't trust a E, 'cause these bitches
dirty ('Cause these bitches dirty)
I feel like Gleesh when
I clutch my .30 (Uh)
Get out the streets, bitch, you
touchin' thirty (Touchin', uh)
Dski been trappin', he just touched
a thirty (Touched a—, uh)
Rich O be cappin' but you know
that's brodie (Yeah)
Uh, ayy, Booka put the switch
on for me broski (Broski)
Uh, these niggas lookin' like these
niggas know me (Know me)
Yeah, you ain't my brother, you ain't
my dawg or homie (Homies)
We got poppin', now they all
our homies (Woo, gang)
I just had a threesome with two
thick bitches (Let's get it)
They just suckin' dick 'cause I don't
lick bitches (Gang, woo, gang)
He know I fucked his BM, now he sick
with it (Gang, gang, gang)
Shot in his shit so when he spit,
you know he twitch with it
Hellcats and Trackhawks (Let's get it)
They got Timmy on the turn
up, finna blast-off (Go)
He wouldn’t got caught for
that body, took his mask
off (Take is mask off)
She a ungrateful lil' bitch, I take
her ass off (Take her ass off)
Give me them titties back, bitch
They call my phone like, "Get
them glizzys back", bitch
Tell your favorite rapper we
ain't feelin' that, bitch
Tell your favorite trapper we ain't
hearin' that (Let's get it)
He want four thou' but I got
two, so nigga give me
that (Man, give me that)
This stick up easy, this shit pity
pat (This shit pity pat)
Know how I bleed, this where my
city at (Where my city at)
I'm from the 'Raq, you know it's litty
there (You know it's litty there)
I ain't never bleed, that rap’ll
get me there (Yeah)
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