letra de tik tik - conway the machine
lyrics from snippet
[verse 1: conway the machine]
look, was a shooter before i rapped and i’m still in action
thirty-two bullets fill the mac clip, my n-ggas active
hollow tips in the strap, i’ma fill his hat with
we clap sh-t that hit his cap and peel it backwards
break the gas down to fill the backwoods
i just opened this pack, it was vacuum sealed and still in plastic
i lost hope, you told me you wanted all smoke
nah, bro, you just a lil’ n-gga and your bars broke
i’m [?] right off doat that sold raw dope
i cried when country mike died, my heart broke
on the yard, get your jaw broke, as far as the bars go
not only did i raise the bar, the bar broke
we shoot sticks with see-through clips
you better pray that b-tch jam up when we do mix
i breeze through phipps, i need new drip
the grip on me, think i’m lackin’ this time, i’ma leave you clipped
machine, you b-tch
[chorus: havoc & flee lord]
yeah, that leave you split
wanna put money on it, n-ggas see no diss
all you n-ggas know what time it is like [?] clips
reload, b-tch, your brains all over the whip
the clock tickin’, tick tick, n-gga, leave you split
wanna put money on it, n-ggas see no diss
all you n-ggas know what time it is like [?] clips
reload, b-tch, your brains all over the whip
the clock tickin’, tick tick (lord, lord)
[verse 2: flee lord]
you broke the pound, but, n-gga, i broke the six
ceelo trips, that forty got a mean old kick
point it at him broad day and he gon’ dip
you violate the code, brodie, we on sh-t
chine and a legend, big clean smith & wesson
716 and big queens spittin’ weapons
out of eastside buff’, you get your feet tied up
meanwhile, in the boroughs, n-ggas’ streets got touched
police got snuffed after he got bust
turn a body to a bag soon as beef pop up
send a hit through a text while you sittin’ on your steps
that youngin come in runnin’ with the grip in the sweats
black [?] corona mask, mask sittin’ on the grass
now i’m [?], no more crack pitchin’ on the ave
sickest in the city, got the quickest n-ggas with me
my cali homie lurkin’ with the bl!cky in his d-ckies, motherf-cker
[chorus: havoc]
yeah, that leave you split
wanna put money on it, n-ggas see no diss
all you n-ggas know what time it is like [?] clips
reload, b-tch, your brains all over the whip
the clock tickin’, tick tick, n-gga, leave you split
wanna put money on it, n-ggas see no diss
all you n-ggas know what time it is like [?] clips
reload, b-tch, your brains all over the whip
the clock tickin’, tick tick
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