azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

activistjo, zxne! - voodoo work lyrics

Loading...

[ intro ]
(push push push push)
(jump jump jump jump)

[ chorus: activistjo ]

i be voodoo with this heat we knock a n+gga out the line and what the f+ck i can’t pass the signs you can’t pass that line them hoes be hit me up bout some love but b+tch im on my grind catch a n+gga we gon f+k ’em up them bullets started flyin crazy how i did the crime but ian have to do that time i dont need a pill catch a k!ll squeeze it like a lime get your head peeled b+tch im in that field all the time

[ verse 1: activistjo]

keep it real you dont even steal b+tch you stay inside heard he got hit in his head ain’t no way that he survived (aye) brodie off the pills he on the live and he ain’t alive they almost cracked my bro but he stayed solid even of that za tryna let that bl!cky go aim at yo top and let it (pop) feel like narco in my prime i flip a pack and made bout 5 we gon run up on yo ass i hope you ready for this chasedown ain’t n0body bumpin they songs and now my sh+t get played now

[ bridge/chorus: activistjo ]

i be voodoo with this heat we knock a n+gga out the line and what the f+ck i can’t pass the signs you can’t pass that line them hoes be hit me up bout some love but b+tch im on my grind catch a n+gga we gon f+k ’em up them bullets started flyin crazy how i did the crime but ian have to do that time i dont need a pill catch a k!ll squeeze it like a lime get your head peeled b+tch im in that field all the time

[ verse 2: zxne! ]

i be feelin like nardo in his prime bih who want the smoke?
wipe his nose bless him up treat em like the f+ckin pope
never caught slippin i be clutchin on the f+ckin po
bih told me “just score it” up, i ain’ osamason
they say i’m underground but b+tch im up above poppin all these pills
i got xanny on my tongue give him cpr cause i shot him in his lung
f+ck a few pounds bih i be moving tons dont rlly care what u say, just say it to my face i gotta see my bih see my bih so i can get a taste
paranoia my boy thinking that his drank got f+ckin laced
my trigger get lively, leave da scene without a f+cking trace (uh uh)
[ verse 3: activistjo ]

n+ggas say they got it card declining they got no funds they be cryin on my phone like i can she better do sum you right i dont got a gun
but bet i f+ck you up i dont got a strap no more i ain’t got a charge and now im f+cked police catch me then its wraps but im still thuggin till im booked gordon ramsey with the k im a chef you might get cooked

(gordon ramsey with the k im a chef you might get cooked)



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...