dthang - beckham in rpt lyrics
[intro: dthang gz]
young madz (yo ain’t no party like a yg party)
rpt, 4sev, 4sev
(t on the beat)
ayo, y to the g, gz to the sky, never put a o before my y
[chorus: dthang gz]
and if we on they block i bet we making a movie
(diebridge)
first one we catch, he get shot in his hoodie
and then we catch j money, we just give him a noogie
and i gotta say low with the g cause i know them boys tryna book me
[verse 1: yavi dg]
(grrah, grrah, grrah)
like grrah, grrah, grrah
i wanna know how they smoking my dead
,
i heard they link with the troops
them n+ggas know what i do, b+tch i’m with [?], b+tch i went dumb on the s
cj ain’t know what to do, when he got shot, medics was pumpin his chest
n+ggas know i got scenes on that block, when i came through i had ’em ducking they head
[verse 2: kha structure]
look, kay kay savv fat ass got packed for an eighth
do the race, i minght dip on the jakes
i’m the reason them boys play the [back of the ace?]
troop what? n+ggas gotta be laced
i’m with mp the demon, he’ll take off your face
like d+mn, n+ggas don’t wanna see him
probably up in the park with your bm
mori blixk you would not wanna be him’
he dissing my dead, but he soon gonna meet em, d+mn
and if his b+tch a thootie, then she probably up in my dm
i’ve been up on they block all night from the am to pm
[verse 3: edai gunz]
on that drill, i go dolo
broad day, know i’m booming that .44
no no if that lil b+tch f+ck an [?]
i stay cl!ckin that sh+t like a photo
when we bend, put that sh+t in reverse
new g2, and i’m coming in first
d’s on d+ck, hop out, tell that b+tch put that sh+t in her purse
outside, move evil, spin and we chilling with fire
a good day, when i’m spinnin through [?]
throw up an s, im becoming a lifer
.40 boom like a speaker
jd on hots, dippin out while we driving
pop out the dark, bullets breaking the silence
nsv [?] baby we go flying
[verse 4: nesty floxks]
edot!, (oyk) shot+shot to the head
run around town, [?]
like remy got shot, started crawling backwards (reywayk)
they threw a shot like beckham, and nazzy caught it
on the ’rey, we tryna catch dylan, if we see c blu, we gonna boom him
hd in the spot, i’m on a mission
i threw my shot like pippen
like 8 fours deep, we in a civic
that’s sha ek, bro tryna k!ll him
benji, that n+gga bussin
boy got hot in his head should’ve ducked it
and my fit gettin’ drenched tryna dust him
[verse 5: yus gz]
don’t run!, [?] tried to run, left by the step
noah died, got beat to his death
he had ptsd, he ain’t looked to his left
notti boppin, pokin my chest
[?] put the beam to his head
like dthang totin, aim for the leg
rock him to sleep, we gon put him to bed
we will go dumb, on the set
when i back out my chop, i watched all of them fled
he tried to reach for his gun
i’m like brodie, he dumbin’ go blow off his head
you think you crazy? bet, i’mma just show him i’m ed
doak, everything dead, when they free kay flock, i’mma cut off his dreads
[chorus: dthang gz]
and if we on they block i bet we making a movie
(diebridge)
first one we catch, he get shot in his hoodie
and then we catch j money we just give him a noogie
and i gotta say low with the g cause i know them boys tryna book me
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