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letra de sirens (actual lyrics) - nle choppa

[intro]
brrt

[verse]
ayy, my heart heavy kinda feel it in my stomach sometimes
glocks heavy with two b-tches and this glizzy of mine
i’m in the city with my iron
i gotta watch over my spine
another day, another hunnid bullets flying, n-ggas dyin’
they be quick to judge a sinner, but never had a talk with ’em
find a drop to your best k!ller
pull up then we drop the n-gga
face to face with my k!ller tryna see the murder in him
running deep with some real gorillas
want beef? we gon’ give his ass a dinner
i don’t believe in churches, i really seen crosses
i’m glad they showеd they purpose ’cause i’ma ball out
it ain’t no rеimburs-m-nt, hop out we dumpin’ at him
them choppa bullets get to squirtin’ like a -rg-sm
top-down, glizzy in my lap we lookin’ for that n-gga
buckin’ left and right in traffic in the steamer tryna get him
bullets hot, hit the front window, make the 7.62’s kiss him
if that n-gga hop out then we run him down with these pistols
earned my stripes like black and white
i blow the pipe just like a whistle
told me they don’t roll the ‘wood up, but goon, he like to smoke swishers
if my clip run out i know that my g gon’ walk up and finish him
tay-tay he love shootin’ dice, but that’s the hustle he got in him
i ain’t tryna die young
ambulance and sirens
all the kids they cryin’ for my love
ayy, i can’t go out like that just believe i’m dumpin’ back
f-ck droppin’ the @, i make a call i find out where he at
the n-gga never extorted me on my daughter, that’s a fact
you know we do the extorting, look at your hand if you forgot
i make the doctor stitch you n-ggas up
next time, dead on arrival
and i was fourteen started poppin’ sh-t
shoot up whatever house he in
go in ask [?]gotti how i get with the 4 gen
crackin’ sh-t at the party
reload and i’ma spin again
hop out, tried to run that n-gga down, i had adrenaline
f-ck a 10 and 10 i got this glizzy for you many men
murder again, sin and sin again just for the dividend
i’m repeatin’ over repentin’ my k!llers k!llin’ witness
that n-gga said enough
we hit the neck and up, his head pealin’
my n-gga asked me how i feel, i told him “i feel dead really”
be a nice life, but i be livin’ on the edge with it
if you take my life, i bet a couple n-ggas layin’ wit’ me

- lyrics nle choppa

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