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cobo75 - statements lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, aj, you mixed this? run that sh+t back)
brr
we play ball, who tryna play?
we play ball, who tryna play?
(d+mn, spancy)

[chorus]
we play ball, who tryna play?
coo got whacked, ain’t even spray
tap his dreads, see dna
not on they block, that’s every day
we got glocks, won’t leave a trace
out in traffic dodgin’ jakes
tried to chase, couldn’t read the plates
check the score, i don’t debate

[verse]
opps know who gon’ spin that block
they out there loafin’, [?]
walk up on ’em throwin’ darts
jump in that water, preform with sharks
n+ggas soft, ain’t got no heart
we knock sh+t off light or dark
get up close, don’t shoot from far
he talked the most, now he some ‘za
course i lovе to play, f+ck ’em up from different ways
hе still breathin’, just a stage
left him burnin’ like some sage
opps be t++thin’ ’til they see my face
clap him quick and get away
i see my vic’, just concentrate
ten milli’ with switch, call it constipate
they don’t do the slidin’, just the dyin’, the sh+t be sad as h+ll
n+ggas on the ‘net like, “where you at?” ’cause they done felt the belt
pop out arp and b+ttons dumpin’, that’s how buddy fell
they got guns, but they still run, that type of sh+t’ll get you knelt
anytime they mention one of mine, we heat up the district
n+ggas know we stand on business, switchy turn him, turned to chicken
all you hear is b+ttons cl!ckin’, grr, grr, now they spittin’
b+tch, we known for bakin’ biscuits, crop him out the picture (d+mn, spancy)
don’t be linkin’ with the opps, notice mick’ ‘nem gettin’ dropped
nah, these b+tches ain’t no props, extra clips for extra opps
n+ggas know just what we did, coo got fried, his homie hid
his mama cryin’, n0body slid, but stay online like somebody did
[chorus]
we play ball, who tryna play?
coo got whacked, ain’t even spray
tap his dreads, see dna
not on they block, that’s every day
we got glocks, won’t leave a trace
out in traffic dodgin’ jakes
tried to chase, couldn’t read the plates
check the score, i don’t debate

- cobo75 lyrics

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