Versuri YNW Melly – 223s ft. 9lokknine lyrics
Rocco did it again
Oh this b*tch recordin’?
That’s crazy hah yeah slatt you know uh
Whole lot of gang shit
Baow graow baow graow blatt
Uh slatt slatt hold up uh uh slatt uh
Blood walk baby this the Blood walk huh
I don’t use my hands I let the blood talk huh
.223’s and MACs’ll make you blood walk
I can make any n*gga hit the Crip walk
Crip walk I’ma let my hip talk
Pulled a .40 with a d*cky gotta kill up y’all
Click ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
And the clip is see-through
What all do you want from me?
AR’s and them .223’s
f*ckin’ ’round with me you see
I’m hot I’m 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
But that does not mean shit to me
Got two on me got two on me
Blood Gang yeah SuWoop on me
Detrimental
Me and Glokk all on your instrumental
I kill a n*gga and it really wasn’t coincidental
Stop all that flaggin’ shit you just be on that actin’ shit
No I ain’t with no cappin’ shit and I ain’t on no rappin’ shit
No lackin’ b*tch you know it ain’t no lackin’ b*tch
I check into Blood n*gga like “Ayy man what’s brackin’ b*tch?”
I’m two floors up on you n*ggas
I’m two floors up on you n*ggas yeah
What all do you want from me?
AR’s and them .223’s
f*ckin’ ’round with me you see
I’m hot I’m 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
But that does not mean shit to me
Got two on me got two on me
Blood Gang yeah SuWoop on me
I’m like blatt (Uh-huh) we don’t never play he get whacked like
Tryna find his face ain’t no trace ain’t comin’ back
G-Nine Mister Two-Glocks just bought a MAC (Oh yeah)
A MAC for your facelift rearrange your cap (Come here)
One foot in the industry and one foot in the trap
Invite that dope to my bloodline I treat him like my strap
‘Cause ’bout me he’ll take a n*gga’s feet off the map
Big B’s ’til I’m sleep push a P he get clapped
Two guns that’s the twin Glocks I roger that part
Colder than a b*tch ’cause the b*tch froze at that
Like apostrophe Google forgot a comma in the back
Say I’m worth 250K we can bet a trey on that n*gga
What all do you want from me?
AR’s and them .223’s
f*ckin’ ’round with me you see
I’m hot I’m 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
But that does not mean shit to me
Got two on me got two on me
Blood Gang yeah SuWoop on me
Big blatt like SuWoop mmh yeah
What you want? What he want? Mmh ayy ayy
Big sticks for a punk yeah mmh
What he uh what he see? Yeah uh ayy ayy
Big blatts ’cause I bleed yeah mhm
What he on what he breathe? Yeah ayy ayy
I’m pushin’ P’s pushin’ P’s yeah yeah
What it is and what it ain’t mmh ayy ayy
Like a skunk we leave him stank
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