7.62 God (Reloaded) [feat. EST Gee & BIG30] (Explicit)-Pooh Shiesty

7.62 God (Reloaded) [feat. EST Gee & BIG30] (Explicit)

歌手:Pooh Shiesty

时间:2022-04-29

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Yeah

Uh

F**k the opps

Uh

Free Shiesty

7 62 K

Big Blrrrd

The biggest

Once again

I'm locked in with TP

We finna make a hit

Ayy

Ayy

N***a come around me actin' gangster

I ain't buyin' that

He tried to run off

I dumped the Draco where his spine at

7 62 God

I got that name because I'm firin' that

Rep Willett for life

Post on the block

This where I'm dyin' at

If I shoot my gun

Three hundred shots gon' come behind that

And if I ever ran

The police probably was behind me

Bendin' corners

Jumpin' fences

Hittin' them gates

And now we lit

Ho

Who can't do a show up in the city

B***h

This my s**t

Ho

I'm slidin' with 30

Totin' a fifty

Sent three shots and bagged him up

Ayy

You remember on that day I shot so fast the fifty bust

No

You can't be the gang

You know it's hard for us to gain some trust

You wanna be the gang

You gotta sacrifice your life to us

Now put a cap up on my head

No

I can't never go out bare

Think my shooter done went deaf or somethin' 'cause all he do is stare

My name spread like the coronavirus

Shiesty in the air

Kick the b***h up out the spot

I caught her tryna leave her hair

Now put a cap up on my head

No

I can't never go out bare

I really thought that ho tried to leave her hair

This s**t does really get crazy

Man

Think my shooter done went deaf or somethin' 'cause all he do is stare

My name spread like the coronavirus

Shiesty in the air

I told y'all on day one that this s**t get crazy

Kick the b***h up out the spot

I caught her tryna leave her hair

Let's go

N***a come around me actin' gangster

I ain't buyin' that

He tried to run off

I dumped the Draco where his spine at

7 62 God

I got that name because I'm firin' that

Rep Willett for life

Post on the block

This where I'm dyin' at

If I shoot my gun

Three hundred shots gon' come behind that

And if I ever ran

The police probably was behind me

Bendin' corners

Jumpin' fences

Hittin' them gates

And now we lit

Ho

Who can't do a show up in the city

B***h

This my s**t

Ayy

He tried to run and hit the gate

Left his lil' b***h a*s on the fence

The day I go out like a ho gon' be the day they drown a fish

7 62s all through his body

Stand over and watch him twitch

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

Who can't slide drop-top through the city in the 'Vette with a switch

B***h

Retaliation is a must

He die of cancer

Kill his kid

His kid

We think outside the box

Suit up with chops and go spin in the whip

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

357

Glock 22 shots

The same shells in my SIG

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

Blrrrd

He can't rock with us

He run with rat

Cooperate with pig

Rat

They killed my cousin

Pissed me off

Now everybody gotta bleed

Bleed

Ten of them can die

Won't satisfy me

I need twenty-three

Glock with the pin

Don't know what gen

Fifty round stuffed with RIPs

Hawk the boy down up in this Track'

Got soul snatchers in this Jeep

Yeah

Yeah

It ain't no lockin' in with us unless we take you on a hit

The opps booked Shiest'

But caught the drift

Geeski trailed everywhere they went

I'm the one who linked them E's

We both drop V's

But throw up C's

Thought 7 62s all he needs

And he got shot 'til he couldn't breathe

We the reason for 'em tees

Chopper squeezing

Mamas grieving

Know what them three letters mean

The park slimed Flim out for his cheese

First I ran it up off w**d

Then I doubled back in skis

It's a hundred racks

They bleed

They wasn't nothin' but on their knees

Police better not tell me

Freeze

Sell amphetamine in P's

N***a

My daddy never ratted

Police s**t run in your genes

I say

Whack 'em

reason all your artists splattered

Play with me

The real OG

Some real got broke

The ones who don't

Some's RIP

N***a come around me actin' gangster

I ain't buyin' that

He tried to run off

I dumped the Draco where his spine at

7 62 God

I got that name because I'm firin' that

Rep Willett for life

Post on the block

This where I'm dyin' at

If I shoot my gun

Three hundred shots gon' come behind that

And if I ever ran

The police probably was behind me

Bendin' corners

Jumpin' fences

Hittin' them gates

And now we lit

Ho

Who can't do a show up in the city

B***h

This my s**t

Ho

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