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letra de change the time - dripdy

(shot’s verse)
yeah
i’m on that funk flex
f-ck with my crew
eat you like chex mix
beat your -ss up
like me and your girl
when we had s-x
p-ssy so tight
it was like putting on an extra small
when i have a magnum d-ck
and yes my style is being a pr-ck
i was born in az
raised in the streets an sh-t
ridin in a black chevy
creepin in it
hidin my heavy heater in it
snortin some c0ke
then f-cked your b-tch in it
it was so slippery
you slipped in it
but don’t ask me about it
cause my brain is crowded
by wack gangsters
who really a’int about it
but yeah
they call me shot
cause i pay in bullets
doctor said he’s gone
we can’t pull it
you’re gonna have to pull the plug
same way i pulled
the trigger for the bullet
i shot your -ss
cause your hairstyle was a mullet
i’m so aggressive
all my homies tell me to cool it

i only spit the truth
when i hear wack sh-t
i become a slooth
lookin for the proof
if it’s not true
i’m gonna have to tell it in the booth
everyone who lies
seems to be on juice
i know one who drives
a yellow summer hummer
claiming he’s the baddest gun runner
so i played his lies like a drummer
until he felt the heat
from my homie
who’s a right handed gunna
he’s also a professional drug runner
slash drug smuggler
that’s why we cruise
in a black chevy
everything we move with us is heavy
cause you will be feddy
by bullets
until the morgue says you’re deady
none of us will get caught
that’s how you know
we’re steady
i knew you weren’t ready
my credibility
is out of this world
can’t you see
comin at you
like an old school mc
musically talented
everything you can’t be
my own lyricism is ahead of me
because i only work for one person
and that person is me

my old name used to be smoke
because every time my enemy roll up on me
they’d choke
so i turned them into a frog
they croaked
i fled the scene i was stoked
because all they did was poke
and my crew knows
i poked back
his mom was cryin
she knew it was either that
or his mom in prison
being stabbed in the -ss crack
and he was mexican not black
just because i’m white
i don’t know why you’re mind went to that
i’m not racist
that b-tch deserved a smack
it should of been harder
hard enough
to make the skull crack
hard enough
to where i can pull the skin back
and take a look at his skull cap
tell all my homies look at that
see what i did man
that sh-t was wack
small lesson to everyone
don’t ever f-ckin talk back

(chorus sung by shot)
we live in the days that’s ride or die
make sure your gat is already on the slide
on your right side to do the drive by
watchin lil kids die
by the hands of a man
with no sensible mind
respect the past time
or you won’t last doin time
i’m sayin kids
watch your mouth
your spittin grime
i’m tired of seeing kids die
but i can’t change the f-ckin time

(dripdy’s verse)
i love you dylan but look what happened
you were on the run, and wanted pistols clappin
this l!ck was on your mind, had you trapped in it
then you told your homies n they was down w it

it was a heavy l!ck, plenty of guns to go around
for a dude that needs some money how good does that sound?
but now you’re in juvy, all your feelings getting drowned
and my momma keep telling me you’re prison bound

i replied ” f-ck that, don’t you remember the start?
dad found a pipe in his room, and called the cops
now how the f-ck you gon say that’s smart?
all the bullsh-t began ’cause of his own pops

smoke a wood just to start my day
got moves to make so you know i can’t stay
these girls only want them f-ckboys
so if she try to be my friend best know i duck boy

’cause i have my homies, don’t need a new one
just wanna wife you up, so come thru hun
i’m not the type to go one n done
but ill smoke a j with you under the sun

this is all i’m about man, it’s not a stunt
take care of my family, and roll a big blunt
and don’t come asking me for a front
f-ck with my circle we’ll be on the hunt

being stupid, ditching school, you know what’s up
been getting grades that’s good, but that’s not enough
momma been worrying and it must be rough
i love her to death i don’t even needa act tough

i started smoking weed back in seventh grade
i wasn’t privileged, none of my own sh-t made
and yeah i have depression and anxiety
but i won’t let it be my label in society

( chorus sung by dripdy)
we live in the days that’s ride or die
make sure your gat is already on the slide
on your right side to do the drive by
watching little kids die
by the hands of a man
with no sensible mind
respect the past time
or you won’t last doing time
i’m saying kids watch your mouth
you’re spitting grime
i’m tired of seeing kids die
but i can’t change the f-cking time

(chorus sung by shot)
we live in the days that’s ride or die
make sure your gat is already n the slide
on your right side to d the drive by
watching lil kids die
by the hands of a man
with no sensible mind
respect the past time
or you won’t last doin time
i’m saying kids watch your mouth
you’re spitting grime
i’m tired of seeing kids die
but i can’t change the f-ckin time

- dripdy

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