letra de bite the dust - enphamus
[intro:]
yeah!
[chorus:]
i tell that boy to (mm, mm, mm) n-gga, bite the dust
driveby’s, we hangin’ out that window, know who slide the truck
spin, spin, i know he in the city, b-tch, let’s shoot it up
f-ck that baby, f-ck that lady, i pray to god his soul i touch
murder murder, k!ll k!ll, masking up we drill drill
this ain’t no og, i’m servin’ [?], this that real deal
adderall’s, eight pills, rp, real pills
hot dreads, dead man, bald heads, dr. phil
i start clutchin’ when they stand, i forget i’m famous
sn-tch this chain off who? i swear to god, b-tch you gon’ meet yo’ maker
[?] and my momma, they been prayin’, i control my anger
know i keep this gen. 5 on my hip like i’m a texas ranger
[verse:]
b-tch, i be with members, why the f-ck you think i’m droppin’ bangers?
b-tch, them boys ain’t drillas, they not k!llas, they just entertainers
hollow through his face, we leave him patched up like an oakland raider
you n-ggas ain’t trappin’, i been servin’ like a f-ckin’ waiter
uh, uh
i been tryna lock in, i gotta spin by myself ’cause [?] in the pen
i’m out here rollin’ off l’s, and that was my teachers and coaches, didn’t want me to win
i feel outta’ my skin, i feel outta’ my body, yeah, it ain’t makin’ sense
i feel outta’ my mind, just tryna’ see who the slimes just to pay off the rent
my shootas shoot shootas, smack steppers, ar came wit’ b00bies
he tend her, i blend her, he beat her, we can’t share that coochie
i do it, they do it, real steppas, i make gang music
whack talk, drill talk, opp talk, b-tch i’m so [?]
[chorus:]
i tell that boy to (mm, mm, mm) n-gga, bite the dust
driveby’s, we hangin’ out that window, know who slide the truck
spin, spin, i know he in the city, b-tch, let’s shoot it up
f-ck that baby, f-ck that lady, i pray to god his soul i touch
murder murder, k!ll k!ll, masking up we drill drill
this ain’t no og, i’m servin’ [?], this that real deal
adderall’s, eight pills, rp, real pills
hot dreads, dead man, bald heads, dr. phil
i start clutchin’ when they stand, i forget i’m famous
sn-tch this chain off who? i swear to god, b-tch you gon’ meet yo’ maker
[?] and my momma, they been prayin’, i control my anger
know i keep this gen. 5 on my hip like i’m a texas ranger
[chorus 2:]
b-tch, don’t make me psych out ‘fore i switch my fire and come through boomin’
he not trigger happy, use his fingers for his d-mn computer
type of sh-t we do if you done seen, it’s like a f-ckin’ movie
n-ggas see my motion, tryna’ cl!ck up like some f-ckin’ groupies
[outro:]
on gang!
aye
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