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berto da kid - drilladelphia lyrics

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they feeling a way and won’t hide it
berto done being quiet
n-gg-s always talking bullsh-t , but they choppa sounding silent
24 in my clip n-gg- , then i shoot like kobe bryant
wrist shining like a diamond
spitting heat , i change the climate

p-ssy n-gg- don’t you act tough
i got that mac tucked
if you act up
i be calling n-gg-s tom and jerry cuz these p-ssy n-gg-s on that rat stuff
all black wit the black timbs , can’t see my face cuz im masked up
im just tryna get my cash up
ya b-tch head down , while her -ss up

ain’t no talking b-tch it’s on when i see you
flamethrower , catch the heat from the steel
i ain’t lying , im just keeping it real
from our range (orange) you get ripped like a peel

gucci belt where the tec at
when it come to beefing ion step back
i got n-gg-s falling when i’m shootin’ 30 like a steph curry step back
why ya mans coming crazy at me ? i’ll check ya mate like a chess match
i think i’m greatest rapper n-gg- , why don’t you show me where the f-ck the best at

red dot have ya neck glowing up like a motherf-cking chain tho
the red dot just for show , i’ll turn it off cuz i got aim tho
n-gg- i’ll let it bang tho
legshot , backshot , then i send the other sh-lls through ya brain tho
big choppas like it’s halo

n-gg-s really think im sweet
root c-n-l , bang this metal at ya teeth
lay you down , leave ya body in the street
glock 9 , 100 rounds for the beef
6 to ya chest , bron from the heat
i fight like a man , ion post a tweet
b-tches say they know me , who tf is she
my n-gg- locked down , im snappin’ til’ he free , uh

northside of philly chillin’ with my n-gg- al grizz on some sh-t
stick me on me like im walking wit a limp
glock 9 , got my handle on the grip
ion talk boul i’m shooting from the rip
i bang the tech like i’m shooting from the strip
like a uber boy , im waiting at ya crib
when i see you , 50 flying from the clip

uh , i just do it for my city
posted up , got extendo’s in glizzy
young n-gg- reppin’ dieman outta philly
hotline bling ya b-tch like im drizzy
stop tryna call her n-gg- cuz she busy
ion wanna cuff her i just wanna quickie
take her to the candyshop like im 50
2 30’s in the glocks pumping 60

uh , 9 milla in my jacket
if you drawn , ima put you in a casket
duh , duh , duh , you gon hear this automatic
keep them grown man choppas in the attic
let me know when and where so i can grab it
whippin’ foreigns , swerving all the lanes in traffic
any b-tch you want n-gg- i done had it
spanish papi hittin’ b-tches , ima savage

uh , smith and wesson wit a green dot
spittin’ flames , leave ya whole team hot
gotta rifle on me wit a mean shot
scope at ya head , that’s a clean shot
leave ya back hot like some steam rocks
hit ya girl til’ she c-m and scream stop
whip the all black chevy from the scene , we gon leave the whole scene hot

smoke a n-gg- like some dutches
pop em’ in the leg now he walk wit crutches
boy i got this tec , i ain’t throwing punches
and i got this pole , i ain’t even bluffin’
nick cannon , i got all these choppas drummin’
put the toaster to you , heat you like a m-ffin’
like my money , n-gg-s fold up when im coming
elmer fudd wit the shotty b-tch im huntin’

uh , these n-gg-s they really ain’t ready for me , they ain’t ready for the war i want
when i was 13 f-ck a toy and a game , that glock wit the laser the toy i want
y’all better get ready cuz berto keep snappin’ , dat kid is the boul and the boy ain’t done
im the boul wit the poles and i don’t fear no man , how he coming at me when i hold the gun ?

y’all n-gg-s ain’t catching no bodies
i aim for the head , ain’t no shots at ya body
my youngbouls call me a hot n-gg- cuz im coming in and im banging them choppas like bobby
that glock beam you up like scottie
these n-gg-s be testin’ my nerves so i dare em’ to try me
im turning ya girl to a thottie
these n-gg-s shottys ? i don’t give a f-ck cuz i’ll drop em’

uh , my n-gg- i really be drawn
uh , i don’t give a f-ck who you callin’
uh , all them n-gg-s you brought in
they gon catch this rocket like they are james harden
uh , you want this war to get started ?
these bullets start flying , ya head is the target
put 5 to ya chest , kevin garnett
and i got an army of n-gg-s , i lead like the sergeant

uh , i don’t even wanna rock designer , im just wearing jeans and a white tee
but i’ll still show up anywhere and find myself a lil wifey
ya b-tch wanna facetime , she don’t got my number , man that b-tch can skype me
i be talking sh-t and ion ever stop , no wonder n-gg-s wanna fight me

i still remember them times i went to the corner store to get some chips n-gg-
now im buying out entire stores , f-ck all my haters you a b-tch n-gg-
same n-gg-s that was stunting on me , they be asking berto for some sh-t n-gg-
oh now you want some sh-t n-gg- ? only thing you getting is this clip n-gg-

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