humble gz - troop where??? lyrics
[intro]
grrah (that’s what i’m talking about, that’s why he’s the mvp,)
like, bow, pow+pow+pow, n+gga (that’s why he’s the goat, the goat)
he said, drizzy, aggy (24 is the goat)
all black case i got to boom sh+t (honcho)
look, like
[chorus]
it’s that time, clear smoke
f+ck them opps, told ’em, “dumb n+ggas been broke” (on bro, n+gga)
like, since a jit, i been chasin’ this paper, don’t got no time for no bimbos (at all)
like, hang out the v, put the beam to his māthā, p+ssy boy better limbo (grrah, bow, bow, bow)
look, we the ones who been givin’ the belt every trip, n+ggas see us, they get low (n+ggas frontin’)
like, and i put that on pizz (on pizz)
like, i got demons that’s flockin’ to live (bow, bow, bow)
twin glocks, b+tch, when we spin through the mitch
tryna send little freedom and nunu to drizz (drizzy)
[verse]
walk down gang, we do not dump on no kids
if i spot ’em, i got ’em (at all), i swear i won’t miss (word to my mom)
like, opps be on my d+ck, i don’t get it
’cause when n+ggas see me, they runnin’ like rick (ricky)
like, free all the bros doin’ bids (like, doin’ bids)
and take all them n+ggas that snitched
like, from the ‘rose to the island, all of my demons is st+rdy and movin’ legit (word to my dead, on bro)
bro got the drop on they function, i can say word to my deads, we gon’ make that sh+t lit (bow, bow, bow)
like, f+ck is a trooper? someone tell kay’s little dirty ass, “go take a trip,” n+gga (chyoom, chyoom)
came home, you not bustin’ on triggers (at all)
so why you keep dissin’ us? n+gga, you sneak diss (like, what? p+ssy)
like, cj got put in a bag
lee drove too fast, should’ve chilled off the liquor (cj)
you was in crossroads when you got punched, you was lucky that second one didn’t deliver (on bro)
like, gunna got cut down, fell to the floor, his body continued to shiver (like, gunna)
n+gga, f+ck jah savv, his fat+ass (n+gga, fat+ass)
who the f+ck is this nunnie da iii? (like, what the f+ck?)
like, boy is a capper that just came outside, you gon’ get somebody hurt
do me a favor and shave off them sideburns, dirty
why you always lookin’ burnt? (lookin’ burnt)
smokin’ my deads, ain’t no takin’ that back
if you scared, n+gga, go to a church (cj, go to a church)
like, put the v in reverse
if i catch kyle richh, then i’m makin’ a shirt (bow, bow, bow, on bro)
like, how you linkin’ with n+ggas that’s smokin’ on lay? man, this kid is berserk (like, what?)
better not be in the ‘ville when we lurk
baby girl playin’ passive, the g in her purse (grrah, grrah)
mentionin’ ray makk? that is a curse
better ask jah, he could’ve been in the dirt
[bridge]
yo, ray, how is you suckin’ my d+ck and dissin’ like you ain’t get shot? n+gga, you need to stop
nunu, free mizz b, you was runnin’ and duckin’ your top, and that’s word to your pops
like, n+ggas p+ssy, they got me on hots
how the f+ck is y’all richh? n+gga, all of y’all popped
pop on nunu when i’m by the cops, i don’t smoke [?] ’cause that n+gga [?]
[chorus]
it’s that time, clear smoke
f+ck them opps, told ’em, “dumb n+ggas been broke” (on bro, n+gga)
like, since a jit, i been chasin’ this paper, don’t got no time for no bimbos (at all)
like, hang out the v, put the beam to his—, p+ssy boy better limbo (grrah, bow, bow, bow)
look, we the ones who been givin’ the belt every trip, n+ggas see us, they get low (n+ggas frontin’)
b+tch, and i put that on pizz (on pizz)
like, i got demons that’s flockin’ to live (that’s flockin’ to—)
twin+twin glocks when we spin through the mitch
tryna send little freedom and nunu to drizz (grrah, grrah, bow+bow+bow)
[outro]
he said, tryna send little freedom and nunu to drizz, grrah+grrah (n+gga, suck my d+ck, n+gga, everybody shot, n+gga)
suck my d+ck (the f+ck? smokin’ cj, malik, drizzy, aggy, still melly gzz, lo bands, n+gga)
f+ck all of them dead n+ggas, word to my mother
y’all know what’s goin’ on, head tap, p+ssy, you never did nothin’
rich glizz, you got shot, f+ck all y’all rappin’
wal blixk, you got shot, n+gga, none of y’all n+ggas got back yet
y’all want to suck my d+ck, n+gga
nunu, you know what happened in front of that mcdonald’s (honcho)
the f+ck? free the f+ckin’ bros, n+gga
like, grrah+grrah (24 is the goat)
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