killzodi - payday lyrics
[chorus]
why you so quiet?
(yeahh, yeah!)
big pack, dro
opp up in this roll
get this choppa, get his soul
put that tag up on his toe
he talkin’ crazy, yeah, we let the birds fly (yeah)
[verse 1]
yeah, he talkin’ crazy
with the gang like we the navy
clutch yo cross, yeah
ya shooters ain’t gonna save you
sayin’ mayday
ran off with the pack
b+tch, it’s payday
talkin’ on the gang, you get whacked
i just left yo bm crib and she gave me cat
i just hit ya shooter, yeah, turn him to a tatt (tatt)
big dog, we don’t f+ck with rats
try to stab me in the back, we put two up in his head
(tell ’em)
big dog status, tote that chop, he end up dead
i don’t need no practice, take these percy’s, i self+med
i don’t need no feelings
tote this glock, b+tch, i get to k!llin’
hop out the suv, we get to spillin’
diamonds on my chain, i’m chillin’ (hey)
yeah, they talkin’ like they know me but they don’t
got real+deal k!llers behind my back, i get ’em gone
they ain’t got no spine, no bone
tell me what’s the issue, what’s the beef
say you hard, please
choppa send you to stars, yea
you ain’t on my level
tote this pole, b+tch, it’s whatever
said he want some static, want some smoke, yeah
it’s whatever
[chorus]
(yeahh, yeah!)
big pack, dro
why you so quiet?
opp up in this roll
get this choppa, get his soul
put that tag up on his toe
he talkin’ crazy, yeah, we let the birds fly (yeah)
[verse 1 + repeated]
yeah, he talkin’ crazy
with the gang like we the navy
clutch yo cross, yeah
ya shooters ain’t gonna save you
sayin’ mayday
ran off with the pack
b+tch, it’s payday
talkin’ on the gang, you get whacked
i just left yo bm crib and she gave me cat
i just hit ya shooter, yeah, turn him to a tatt (tatt)
big dog, we don’t f+ck with rats
try to stab me in the back, we put two up in his head
[verse 2]
pop out the cut, we let ’em have it
hop up out the suv, we goin’ spastic
choppas automatic
movin’ like we tactical
smokin’ on that opp pack, this sh+t is so magical
got a big blunt rolled
red dot to his nose
told that boy not to push up, he got told
movin’ wicked, movin’ sinister
pushin’ the bl!cky, movin’ like the minister
i got youngins on the block, they call me mister
z+o+d+i, hit ’em with the fye
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