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9lokknine - extortion lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that f+ckin’ tago
that be runnin’?
tago, ayy
yeah, shout out tago
drop on your ass, i bet it rub on steak
i got tago on my—, b+tch
uh, uh, pop on your ass, i bet it rub on steak
ooh, you better, uh+uh, ayy, b+tch
you got a corner store waitin’ for your team, b+tch
ayy, i just need a picture and a—, ayy
picture in the day, f+ck n+gga

[chorus]
i’m thuggin’ with my heathens, we get even after dark, jit
it’s in motion when he spin the block. we put that b+tch in park, jit
this a coupe, he gotta get out the roof, lil rizzo like to spark sh+t
got seventeen up out the window, the driver send shots, jit
lil’ rugrat like to dive a n+gga block, he want a moshpit
lil’ two ray tryna run a n+gga sauce before he park, jit
thuggin’ with lil’ platinum, i call bang out to bring five, b+tch
556 knock out a n+gga main organ
if you ain’t bring nothin’ to the table, we extortin’
horses on my ass just like i’m runnin’ with the horses
two ray said he gonna suit up in some black forces
we got crayons, the red hollows hit the hardest
[verse 1]
steppin’ stone, steppin’ over sh+t, i beg your pardon
knock him off, my youngins do it, just let ’em solve it
lil’ two ray, he got two on him like melly, but this our sh+t
free my n+gga melly, no, not nelly in here, bunchin’
mistakes happen often, no mistakes whenever we dumpin’
stand over a n+gga ass and laugh at him before you stomp him
them n+ggas took my uncle, i ain’t even meet big dumpin’
so ever since i live in baghdad, b+tch, i’m steppin’

[verse 2]
red beam, green beam, n+gga, christmas tree
n+gga, that location on in every city, n+gga, link and meet
i bet i’ma put on for my city and rock for lil’ squeak
i be throwin’ b’s up for the bily them, they don’t bleed like me
all them n+ggas sugar and honey, we smokin’ swisher sweets
this ar got a hundred round drum, i made it play the beat
that ho, she got a throat on her shoulders, her tongue long as me
i can’t f+ck that ho ’cause that b+tch a walking std
you know i’m a freak, i’m slayin’ b+tches like they bundas b
i’ll send a grinch, sticky fingers, jit a f+ckin thief
ion look at none of my n+ggas like they up under me
i named the glock a f+ckin’ city girl, young miami
i ain’t nothin’ like them city boys, i’m where the b+st+rds be
my n+ggas dumb, they really bring the noise, yours attention seek
we got somethin’ that’ll bless the pastor if he f+ckin’ sneeze
the reverend better not act like she know deacon or the glock she meet
[chorus]
i’m thuggin’ with my heathens, we get even after dark, jit
it’s in motion when he spin the block. we put that b+tch in park, jit
this a coupe, he gotta get out the roof, lil rizzo like to spark sh+t
got seventeen up out the window, the driver send shots, jit
i’m thuggin’ with my heathens, we get even after dark, jit
it’s in motion when he spin the block. we put that b+tch in park, jit
this a coupe, he gotta get out the roof, lil rizzo like to spark sh+t
got seventeen up out the window, the driver send shots, jit

- 9lokknine lyrics

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