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letra de dissociative - babysolid

dissociative lyrics
hunnid round on the drum, imma shoot this b-tch til this b-tch start cl!ckin
can’t f-ck w these n-ggas, they b-tches
say he down for life, but yo ass end up switchin
ebg cartel, i get n-ggas missin
wit the same young n-ggas, we was stuck in the trenches
takin n-ggas off, we got sticks like branches
when 12 pull up, then we start hoppin fences
ain’t goin out bad, boy i got it on me
that dude caught me slippin, he tried to backdoor me
i stay with my glock so i never feel lonely
i k!lled that f-ck n-gga, cause he tried to hold me
can’t trust all these n-ggas, got caught by my homie
we pullin up on yo block, havin motion
i got the drugs in the trap, and its floatin
pull up to yo trap, and that sh-t get extorted
my shooter on wock, like “the f-ck is a chain?”
we pullin up like “the f-ck is a lane?”
coolest n-ggas, seem em turn to a lame
p-ssy n-ggas, seen em knock out some brain
some rap n-ggas, seen em switch on the gang
we got the load, so we loadin them k’s
pull up broad day, we gon shoot, get em sprayed
in the motherf-ckin paint, ill take off yo face
man f-ck a face card, i got rank
i get them bags, and go state to state
im smokin k-mo, i wake and bake
used to posed up right in yellow lake
caught the opps right in the fish tank
only shootin face shoots, we ain’t shootin no blanks
im f-ckin my liver up, boy i need some more drank
hit that b-tch from the back, now that b-tch tryna smoke dank
gang hit me up, he just pulled up wit the eses
im the same n-gga boy, i ain’t go through no phase
on my way home, i thought i would die
the opps on my side, my gang on my side
i got a new fye, im bangin the 5
im on the opps ass, he lettin em slide
this ain’t no adventure, might do a homicide
this sh-t gettin real, is you gon ride ride ride
opps ain’t immortal, its straight n-ggas dyin
talkin that sh-t, but yo ass not outside
the crib had got little, now you wanna cry?
had beef wit my n-gga, and she tried to lie
play with the gang, we gon knock off yo lights
lil bruh its on sight
gon catch yo ass lackin, we ruin yo night
i ain’t had no pistol, i rock wit a knife
i bang to the left, know some n-ggas real right
im smokin on k-mo, yea just to get by
the drugs heal my pain, but sometimes i wanna get high
i fw the plug now he down a 3.5
we k!llin n-ggas, ain’t doin attempts
i catch yo ass lackin, we shoot up yo camp
babylife, im surrounded by vamps
can’t f-ck with that hoe, she a tramp
i hit that hoe from the back, then she get
i get the load from the plug, then i dip
i got that motherf-ckin glock on my hip
i heard the opps ass still talking sh-t
we got something for they lip
yea, glock wit a d-ck
gun to yo face, and you start trembling
when i caught a body, boy i ain’t panic
when i pop out the cut, bet not trip
yea, bet not trip, lil n-gga
them hollows my tip, lil n-gga
ain’t goin for sh-t, my n-gga
im wit the sh-t, my n-gga
ill k!ll yo whole clique, my n-gga
got lots a clips, my n-gga
but we not no fl!cks, my n-gga
im posted up, but im not takin pics my n-gga
yo hoe on my d-ck, my n-gga
she tryna get d-ck, my n-gga
run down on a f-ck n-gga, if he try to run on me
dont be mad at me cause he ain’t have his gun on em
bandgang pullin up, put them drums on em
final destination, we ain’t pullin up on em
im totin gats, we gon put that pump on em
turned him to a pack, so you know we finna roll em
gang

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