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Sanatçı: dopesmoke

albüm: The Cold Room - S2-E4


Ilir808 shit
Yo, Lani, you made this one?
I got big bro, little bro got little bro
Little bro was screaming, don't hurt me
Spin that 'round, ching that down
Out on the Hill, tryna do man dirty
We get more than worksy, my opps are nerdy, we done Stompz dirty
Aye, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold
I got big bro, little bro got little bro
Little bro was screaming don't hurt me (Don't hurt me)
Spin that round, ching that down (Spin that)
Out on the Hill, tryna do man dirty (Tryna do him)
We get more than worksy, my opps are nerdy, we done Stompz dirty
Free VD, riding a birdy (Free him)
Free SS, he turnt my man Percy
I got big bro, little bro got little bro
Little bro was screaming, don't hurt me (Don't hurt me)
Spin that round, ching that down (Spin that)
Out on the Hill, tryna do man dirty (Tryna do him)
Wе get more than worksy, my opps are nеrdy, we done Stompz dirty
Free VD, riding a birdy
Free SS, he turnt my man Percy (Free him up, free him up)
He got-got on Assumption Day
He was screaming out, "Wait" so we gave him more
Spill that juice, mop that floor
I love this beef, can't end this war
No one in the Tree, let's take a trip to the Brix
I ain't getting on no P4
It's all for the cause
Why you think Solly and Stompz both get put on my raws?
Get put in them raws, pop them doors, best use them legs
I was in jail when Stompz got kwenged
I was in jail when Rexx got benched
Kill confirmed like three of them dead
I don't know how they diss my friends (How?), it's ments
Kill confirmed like three of them dead
I don't know how they diss my friends, it's ments
I got big bro, little bro got little bro
Little bro was screaming, don't hurt me
Spin that round, ching that down
Out on the Hill, tryna do man dirty
We get more than worksy, my opps are nerdy, we done Stompz dirty
Free VD, riding a birdy (Free him)
Free SS, he turnt my man Percy
I got big bro, little bro got little bro
Little bro was screaming, don't hurt me
Spin that round, ching that down (Spin that)
Out on the Hill, tryna do man dirty
We get more than worksy, my opps are nerdy, we done Stompz dirty
Free VD, riding a birdy (Free him)
Free SS, he turnt my man Percy (Free him)
Chest shot ching, put your boy to rest, stressed
Bro put your friend on the bench
They ask why do I diss the dead?
Cah my friends are locked and they innocent men (Free em)
Free my set, fuck the MET
We're out till late, you can go ask Stegz (Go ask him)
Smoke in the ride, don't need no vent
And the corn's all live, you can go ask Rose (Go ask him)
They don't want me to talk my shit
We still walk where he turned spliff
Told the news "Stop talking shit
He dropped his shit and went for a swim
He was 18 when he got turned skud
Soon turn 20 and nuttins been did
Fill up the ding, skrr and skid
Can't come back till we circle the Brix
Get back what? Tell a boy, stop lying
We're the reason his friends keep dying
He got-got, he got-got
Laugh out loud, of course, we're trying
It's more than frying
We're the reason their mums keep crying
It's more than frying
We're the reason their mums keep crying (*mum crying*)
I got big bro, little bro got little bro
Little bro was screaming, don't hurt me
Spin that round, ching that down (Spin it)
Out on the Hill, tryna do man dirty (Tryna do him)
We get more than worksy, my opps are nerdy, we done Stompz dirty
Free VD, riding a birdy (Free him)
Free SS, he turnt my man Percy
Ilir808 shit

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