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letra de leave ‘em drenched - squeeze blixky

(verse 1: squeeze blixky)
if he diss on the gang, leave him
drenched
know a opp that got sat on
the bench
don’t know who to smoke they got too many deads, try to throw shots, aim at your face instead
no ben, we gon’ go on a drill, keep it up, tryna make me a mill
on opp blocks, making me some k!lls
if he jackin wooo, we get his ass k!lled (die woo)
up the knock, on bro, we make it hot, got nay in the cut, go flock him out his socks
sevside-k, y’all gotta stop
see the blixky’s, they gon’ bunny hop

(verse 2: ray blixky)
hop out, don’t trip
when n-ggas see us, they turn into rick
bro got locked for toting the stick
try to run, but i already blitzеd
pop out, get lit
got the opp b-tches in functions and sh-t, i tеll my n-ggas to up they grip
n-ggas talking, i don’t wanna diss
don’t run, don’t trip
we rolling up pop with the smoke out the zip
spin on the woo’s, i’ma tear up that block
and them lil’ n-ggas know my bop
like, rooz got shot, they ain’t getting back
if he talk on my gang, then he bound to get clapped
run down, just cl!ck
you ain’t a fan, i ain’t taking a fl!ck
(verse 3: squeeze blixky)
move too fast, i might give you a reason
i’m a blixky, go out every season
do it for nicky, spot a opp, and i leave him
headshots, chestshots, how much is he needing
call up squeeze, and you know i’ma squeeze it
free nas blixky, the helper, we need him
talk on the blixky’s, pop out and i’m steaming
me and brodie, you know that we teaming
blitz off a 30. they know i’m a demon
tried to run, he ain’t know that i seen him
i try to listen as n-ggas talk sh-t
catch me in person, leave a n-gga screaming
smoke all these dead n-ggas, got me leaning
i’m out with nay, and we going even
if he scream woo, i’ma pull out the grip
he throw it up, n-ggas might have to sleep him

(outro: squeeze blixky)
if he diss on the gang, leave him
drenched
know a opp that got sat on
the bench
don’t know who to smoke they got too many deads, try to throw shots, aim at your face instead
no ben, we gon’ go on a drill, keep it up, tryna make me a mill
on opp blocks, making me some k!lls
if he jackin wooo, we get his ass k!lled (die woo)

- squeeze blixky

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