c.m.l. - five 1 lyrics
[intro: c.m.l.]
yeah, mane
[hook: dreda]
yeah it’s five 1
that don’t mean we be on 51st
we do dirt in new camaros, but we had the 51st
got a 100 round drum, we gon let off 50 first
i suggest you n+ggas run and go call the 50s first
yeah it’s five 1
that don’t mean we be on 51st
we do dirt in new camaros, but we had the 51st
got a 100 round drum, we gon let off 50 first
i suggest you n+ggas run and go call the 50s first
[verse 1: dreda]
after stamping in my boots, i hit traffic in a coupe
letting that 50 spit like curtis jackson in the booth
i pull up in that camaro, send shots from the barrel
hit yo pregnant b+tch in the back…call it a epidural
squeeze after squeeze, i’m a force to flame out
you get wet, you see sh+lls like a oyster came out
body parts, loitering, parts of his torso hang out
see 5+0, play psycho, and say the voices came out
or we can bang out…and i’m ejecting 12 shots that have ya leaning from a pole like you checking the mailbox
and the pressure these sh+lls got…scorching like h+ll rocks
spying through a scope, clutching it, touching from 12 blocks
but if you live kid, then you should go and tell pops
proceed to check into a hotel, then go and tell cops
when the slug leave the sh+ll, is it still a snail?
not cool his system
inhale, exhale, when i flock
[hook: dreda]
yeah it’s five 1
that don’t mean we be on 51st
we do dirt in new camaros, but we had the 51st
got a 100 round drum, we gon let off 50 first
i suggest you n+ggas run and go call the 50s first
yeah it’s five 1
that don’t mean we be on 51st
we do dirt in new camaros, but we had the 51st
got a 100 round drum, we gon let off 50 first
i suggest you n+ggas run and go call the 50s first
[verse 2: c.m.l]
i’m from zone 51, b+tch n+gga what you know
got then choppas on deck, run up in a n+gga home
got them goons right beside me, b+tch where you at
southside n+gga, what you know about that?
and i’m rockin fo’ death, and i still stay strapped
and my favorite color red, but i love wearing black
and i love having green, and i love counting stacks
keep playing with them goons n+gga, that’ll get you wacked
dreda that’s my brother, he’ll murk your mother
yellow diamond chain like i said…b+tter
f+ck a broke b+tch ass n+gga talking crazy
i suwoo ride, red ‘dana, but i’m brazy
5+100 like my lil brother say
keep playing with them goon, n+ggas coming where you stay
i stay strapped down, yeah that’s how a n+gga play
and i keep a heater close, b+tch, wherever i lay, n+gga
[hook: dreda]
yeah it’s five 1
that don’t mean we be on 51st
we do dirt in new camaros, but we had the 51st
got a 100 round drum, we gon let off 50 first
i suggest you n+ggas run and go call the 50s first
yeah it’s five 1
that don’t mean we be on 51st
we do dirt in new camaros, but we had the 51st
got a 100 round drum, we gon let off 50 first
i suggest you n+ggas run and go call the 50s first
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