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letra de tally sh*t - billy billions

[intro]
(r4diant made this one)
(m1onthebeat)
bang gang, stain gang, ho

[chorus]
everyone rappin’ ’bout guns, they ain’t got none, gang had six when i lost one (we really do)
still keep holly street flooded with waps, on god, i ain’t countin’ the shotguns (on god)
but the hammer from the pouch with the topspin when i clocked him, really tryna head top one (rrah, rrah)
bro said i walk with the cig’ too much, but i’m really in the field and it’s upfront (gang)

[verse]
fill up the clip when we’re tourin’, gang scorin’ leave the opp block tented (tally)
anyone dressed in black with a bally gets shot, we ain’t outside fеncin’ (baow)
everythin’ i do is on purpose and evеrythin’ i said on a track, man meant it (on god)
.45 bells, they’ll l!ck of your pumpkin, luger 9s, they’ll dent it (dent it)
if you fall when you run, get done like the river
three-five smoke, python (seven)
back your sword and you die with your sword, better you don’t, bryson
bucked two opps in the holdin’ cell and the govs said i done him like tyson (p-ssies)
broad day bootings, i done it on licence, b-tch, i’m a menace to trident (go ask them)
don’t run when i back it out, you better freeze, parabellum’s got speed (oh, tally)
i hold my breath and drop down on one knee, i’m increasin’ accuracy (oh, tally)
gang put a torch on the end of the glee, now the opps can’t see (oh, tally)
they cap when they rappin’, but they don’t want beef, 98, we supreme (oh, tally)
in the dinger playin’ classic fm, that’s just to get in my zone
i told bro, “we takin’ a trip”, no, he ain’t bringin’ his phone
‘member they try run up on me, had me bare backin’ the smoke
broski took that sentence for me and told me to stay on the roads
fresh home and i had to get straight back to business (back)
before, i did lifestyle litness
stepped in the trap like father christmas then pray to god for forgiveness (amen)
cemetery trips, gang’s readin’ scriptures (storms), no, it ain’t nothin’ nice
still outside eepin’ up with mischief, prosecution said we’re twisted (p-ssy)
is it ’cause we got straps that come with switches? (grrah)
or ’cause we still tie up plugs for drugs while we show them pictures of their missus (i need that)
still got plenty names on the hit list (i do), i ain’t ashamed to admit it
give me the drop, i’ma get there the quickest, fly with the broom like it’s quidditch (really do)
[chorus]
everyone rappin’ ’bout guns, they ain’t got none, gang had six when i lost one (we really do)
still keep holly street flooded with waps, on god, i ain’t countin’ the shotguns (oh, tally)
but the hammer from the pouch with the topspin when i clocked him, really tryna head top one (rrah, rrah)
bro said i walk with the cig’ too much, but i’m really in the field and it’s upfront (gang)

[outro]
everyone rappin’ ’bout guns, they ain’t got none, gang had six when i lost one
but the hammer from the pouch with the topspin when i clocked him, really tryna head top one

- billy billions

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