21 Savage

Versuri 21 Savage – 4L ft. Young Nudy Lyrics

4L versuri

Solid n*gga real street n*gga
A hundred percent a hundred and ten percent
Ain’t no cut on this sh*t n*gga
This sh*t blue magic n*gga like Frank Lucas n*gga on god

Four trap spots at the bottom of the hill (Straight up)
Tryna diss Savage that’ll prolly get you killed (On god)
I get my shooter smoked I think he finna spill (Swear)
The beans I got X dawg 75 cents a pill (21)
Tez took a 15 finna come back on a pill (Free Tez)
Pop took 19 ‘fore he was 19 made me shed a tear (Free Pop)
Blew up on me own no cosigns I was stiff (On God)
I swear I went like six times platinum ‘fore I signed my deal (Straight up)
We used to cut MAC 90s before they made them Dracs (On my mama)
I’m so Slaugher Gang I’ma nut on her face (21)
Captain Save-A-Ho you might get shot in your cape (On god)
n*ggas drop a mixtape then they tattoo they face (Lil’ p*ssy)
n*ggas drop an album then pretend to be gangsta (Lil’ b*tch)
Imagine every hood you gon’ make it up ain’t you?
He done made up dead homies man this n*gga a prankster
I got n*ggas down to roll for our flock they’ll shank you (On God)
Give me head in a brand new car (Yeah)
Hit her from the back need Geico (21)
She got fat ’cause a n*gga made her stay in the house so I got the b*tch lipo (Straight up)
Ridin’ ’round town with a Glock but if it’s a hit I’ma use my rifle (On God)
You can ask all the opps n*ggas know 4L gang go psycho (I swear)

Cap-a*s rap-a*s bat her in her back a*s
You know you ain’t built like that play and get your a*s smashed
All black ski mask pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a n*gga a*s throw his body in the trash
I’m a young trap a*s strapped-a*s no time for the yap a*s
Get a n*gga clapped a*s Zone 6 ride around with it in my lap a*s
Leave your man’s brain in your motherf*ckin’ lap a*s n*gga

Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
Brrr-bow-bow-bow-bow
I wanted to come in know what I’m talkin’ about
‘Cause you talkin’ that sh*t
This that Zone 6 sh*t for y’all n*ggas
(Stop all that cap-a*s sh*t)

I’m a Zone 6-er Mr. Remixer
Mr. f*ck-Her-Then-I-Hit-Her-Pa*s-Her-To-My-n*gga
Only thing I smoke on is a big Swisher
And I don’t sip liquor I sip lean yes sir
Pull up on the curb hope I serve a n*gga bird (Serve a bird)
Who run the block? Slimeball that’s the word (Slime)
Get a n*gga topped off top non-stop on my block
I got shooters totin’ their Glock it’s a 30 in his Glock (Yeah that 30)
n*ggas ain’t rockin’ how we rockin’ we rock-solid (4L)
And I keep them blues in my pocket ten thousand (Uh huh)
Five on your head n*gga get your head chopped (Do that)
Ride through my hood and I got the top chopped (What?)
Off when I ride off (What?)
Smoke gas cough (Dude)
b*tch give me mouth (Uh huh)
Big dawg boss (Big dawg)
Y’all know what it cost (You know)
Just to be a boss (Be a boss)
Well you gotta wipe some n*ggas off
Yo gotta run off on the plug
Yo gotta shoot at some n*gga
Let him know you don’t give no f*cks
If he really ’bout that life then n*gga show you ’bout your business
Don’t be schemin’ on a hunnid n*gga run up you a million

Cap-a*s rap-a*s bat her in her back a*s
You know you ain’t built like that play and get your a*s smashed
All black ski mask pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a n*gga a*s throw his body in the trash
I’m a young trap a*s strapped-a*s no time for the yap a*s
Get a n*gga clapped a*s Zone 6 ride around with it in my lap a*s
Leave your man’s brain in your motherf*ckin’ lap a*s n*gga (21 21)

I was little now I’m bigger (Now I’m bigger)
I was broke now I’m worth eight figures (Eight figures)
It’s either you against us or you with us (Lil’ b*tch)
Malcolm might get killed in the middle (On God)
Mini-14 I was 17 first time I shot it
n*gga I was on Glenfair (On my mama dawg)
Went hollow Collier Ridge to VC
Robbin’ landin’ all the way to Line Street they don’t play fair (21 21)
If you make your bed you gon’ lay there (You gon’ lay there)
Made a hunnid on Austin off my cell yeah (Off my cell yeah)
It was a trap spot and I used to stay there (On God)
On my dead brother I kept a K there (Straight up) versuri.us
Tryna spend the night you must be f*ckin’ or somethin’ (Lil’ b*tch)
I want you to suck me like you suckin’ your thumb (21)
Savage rich as f*ck but I save money like a bum (On God)
Made it to the top but I give back to the slum (Straight up)

Cap-a*s rap-a*s bat her in her back a*s
You know you ain’t built like that play and get your a*s smashed
All black ski mask pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a n*gga a*s throw his body in the trash
I’m a young trap a*s strapped-a*s no time for the yap a*s
Get a n*gga clapped a*s Zone 6 ride around with it in my lap a*s
Leave your man’s brain in your motherf*ckin’ lap a*s n*gga (21 21)

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