letra de onna grave - lumway e
onna grave lyrics
(intro) kob3 finesse & lumway e
finesse
ha ha
finesse
finesse
finesse
gang!
ah
its lumway e
my boy young e
me & lumway e man shoutout lumway e
shoutout y man
shoutout charles man
gang gang ag man angry goons lets go bro
f-ck u talkin bout
(its tyler)
verse 1 : kob3 finesse
switches wit me ain’t no b-tchin 45 wit a split
look before u gone miss it, it ain’t a joke we ain’t kiddin
off the map off the grid bussin the trap trapped inna homicide
one for the drive by, on my dog know the mob ties
38 blew on my, strapped to the mac
we ain’t gunna wear no masks
spinnin yo crib and we comin right back
k!ll yo lil bro, sh-t made me laugh
f-ck a b-tch onna king bench (member that?)
if the b-tch say i love her (huh?) never that
woke up at 3, just to pop 3 and fall back asleep
poppin all these, to feel a lil ease
she ain’t indecent dreams
(coupe) percs inna back ar-15 sittin on my lap
but we stab, its the same thing
dip-n-dash stab-n-slash k!ll ya mom k!ll ya dad
( ah gang) f-ck all yall dead n-ggas onna grave (thats onna grave)
(ah) thats onna grave
verse 2 : kob3 finesse
all yall n-ggas talkin sh-t but its onna grave
girl do it my n-gga yes young dre
that b-tch on my d-ck onna one way
pullin off 2 ways pullin off 3 ways
bad b-tch all on my d-ck call em ej
f-ck on that b-tch onna porsche
i give a f-ck abouta n-gga talk sh-t
young n-gga countin money lil n-gga i got more (uh)
big dope, big guap bad b-tch on my d-ck and she won’t stop
i dont do it my n-ggas got big glocks
i give a f-ck about a n-gga get yo b-tch wiped
on my gang, on my n-ggas so we all hands up make a 5 n-gga
bad b-tch on my d-ck she gon ride n-gga
i dont give a f-ck cuz my young n-ggas slide on em
i come right thru wit yo b-tch and i pipe er son
i come right thru shoot the shot allen iverson
i give a f-ck bouta b-tch n-gga talk it
i come right thru and i shoot just like austin
flash it, i hit yo b-tch and then pass it
i come right thru and i hit on that backend
(haha) (hol up)
now im back in it
i come right thru and im waxin it
i give a f-ck bouta b-tch, n-gga sellin this gas in it
know that im taxin it
i give a f-ck bouta b-tch n-gga talkin that sh-t when im blastin it
no hes not sayin nun i come right through wit my n-ggas
know what it is cuz im sprayin sum
i give a f-ck bouta f-ck when u talk all that sh-t
my n-ggas come thru we can’t spray enough
(huh) yun n-gga (ha) the f-ck u wunna do big 30’s
bad b-tch on my d-ck and it get dirty
f-ck n-gga talkin sh-t i been heard it (ha)
man f-ck all that sh-t man ag out here man
big features out here man big kob3 man lumway e man
remember that name man big shoutout bull
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