jaybdl - violent lyrics
gang, bdl sh-t n-gg-
all my n-gg-s they be bout it never hiding you talkin hip sh-t we get the firing we really wilding
srt so fast and it came wit no mileage
that b-tch ran through and she a rat and she got mileage
had to stop f-ckin wit that b-tch cause she was childish
shooting sh-t we not fouling
hit his block bodies piling
ogs always told me young n-gg- move in silence
and when i call them n-gg-s up you know it’s gone be violent
verse 1 : tybdl
riding around with them semi xd and the glizzys
we got glocks and they got t-tties we shoot til it’s empty
big 40 smithers ain’t no missing we giving out 50
this big 45 gone rip his side f-ck around hit a kidney
these n-gg-s hate because they envy and can’t make a penny
newball charger this b-tch fast and it came wit a hemi
can’t trust a hoe and that’s on bro all these b-tches be friendly
we blow smoke just like a chimney ammo we got plenty
all my n-gg-s they be jugging‚ finessing‚ and robbing
wen we grew up we ain’t have sh-t so we ran in yo pocket
these n-gg-s talking like they bout it but they need to stop it
i’m plugged in just like a socket
james harden with this rocket
hook:
all my n-gg-s they be bout it never hiding you talkin hip sh-t we get the firing we really wilding
srt so fast and it came wit no mileage
that b-tch ran through and she a rat and she got mileage
had to stop f-ckin wit that b-tch cause she was childish
shooting sh-t we not fouling
hit his block bodies piling
ogs always told me young n-gg- move in silence
and when i call them n-gg-s up you know it’s gone be violent
verse 2 : jaybdl
all my n-gg-s they be bout it carry ar and draks
talking down on gang we crack his sh-t like a vase
this a box new-ball know that b-tch is a straight
if i can’t make that turn i’m gone pull the ebrake
smoking gas allday i don’t p-ss i just face
ain’t no pressure bout no smoke cause you know i press play
if you dissing on the gang we a find were you stay
police trying to give me years but i’m gone beat that case
michael jackson you know i beat it
hit his block and get to squeezing
my n-gg- they be some demons
hit his face and now he leaking
always clutching stay on defense
can’t no n-gg- catch me slipping
wen i pull off you hear the engine
and you hear the tire streetching
hook:
all my n-gg-s they be bout it never hiding you talkin hip sh-t we get the firing we really wilding
srt so fast and it came wit no mileage
that b-tch ran through and she a rat and she got mileage
had to stop f-ckin wit that b-tch cause she was childish
shooting sh-t we not fouling
hit his block bodies piling
ogs always told me young n-gg- move in silence
and when i call them n-gg-s up you know it’s gone be violent
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