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letra de fully collusion - triple01s

fully collusion lyrics
[intro: trigga, ysk]
trigga
ysk
ayo, d1’s done a mazza, still

[verse 1: trigga, ysk]
back in the rave, give him a shave
give him a thug 1-2 to the face
feds in the corner, back to the 4-door
can’t take ls in the field, no way
o-opp boys [?] down, put ’em in this place
when i back this ting with the arms and spray
late night glides in the field, one way
when i whip that-whip that
i wanna chef, chef
back to the opp block, yes, yes, when i back and start it
had to flee, get done for my target
put him in the back, disappear like [?]
sweet one, bring your back and arch it
the opp f-ckers, opp boys tarnish
bang ’em in the field, put venom where the heart is
blud gon’ —-, run down from [?]

[chorus: trigga, ysk]
so i hopped out the ride, no seatbelt on
[?] for the things i’ve done (boo-boom)
in the retail, can’t breathe well
so i ching man sideways, blade to the lung
you don’t back that blade, where you from?
i’m a hillside thug and i aim for your jug
don’t aim for your throat, just corner your tounge
it’s fully collusion, the beef i’ve begun
so i hopped out the ride, no seatbelt on
[?] for the things i’ve done (boo-boom)
in the retail, can’t breathe well
so i ching man sideways, blade to the lung
you don’t back that blade, where you from?
i’m a hillside thug and i aim for your jug
don’t aim for your throat, just corner your tounge
it’s fully collusion, the beef i’ve begun
[verse 2: trigga, ysk]
man i’m, man i’m not impressed
aim for the opp block, you can get pressed
aim for his neck, aim for his head
you can get touched with the steel inject
you can get chinged over there like toast
when i’m on the back roads, tryna pop off roads
on the [?] road, change phones and go
when i’m tryna bang doors, [?]’s on smoke
yo
free the guys locked up in jail
‘cuz the opps snitchin’ quick as h-ll
got 4 man deep in a whip, no wave
gotta let this go, gotta let man know
i can’t, i can’t do that
don’t step, you’re a snitch and you knew that
you can’t back your jeet, don’t do that
internet beef, b-tch boys just do that
make man 2pac

[verse 3: trigga, ysk]
so i see him on the visual
get done, locked bag, that’s typical
no break, no stop [?] interval
bring him to his knees, headshot, i’m clinical
no way, it’s critical
got done 10 times, that’s minimal
‘cah i roll on road, that’s visible
run-down shoes, 2 man, that’s criminal
i’m in the hill and these streets don’t share
i’ve got shank and a zoot, don’t care
and i’m zingin’ that yute and i put him in the air
when i left man —- and i left man there
in the field-in the field, i’m intelligent
i might pipe man’s chick for the h-ll of it
don’t-don’t talk on my name, you’re irrelevant
ysk, it’s me, my element
[chorus: trigga, ysk]
so i hopped out the ride, no seatbelt on
[?] for the things i’ve done (boo-boom)
in the retail, can’t breathe well
so i ching man sideways, blade to the lung
you don’t back that blade, where you from?
i’m a hillside thug and i aim for your jug
don’t aim for your throat, just corner your tounge
it’s fully collusion, the beef i’ve begun
so i hopped out the ride, no seatbelt on
[?] for the things i’ve done (boo-boom)
in the retail, can’t breathe well
so i ching man sideways, blade to the lung
you don’t back that blade, where you from?
i’m a hillside thug and i aim for your jug
don’t aim for your throat, just corner your tounge
it’s fully collusion, the beef i’ve begun

- triple01s

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