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lil bars – 50 round lyrics

(chorus: lil barz)
watch how you talk ‘fore i blow yo’ f+ckin’ brains out
when the gang pull up, yeah, we bring them f+ckin’ ks out
post traumatic stress got me relivin’ them days now
nah, that sh+t ain’t funny, p+ssy, i’m not f+ckin’ playin’ round
smokin’ on that wood ‘cuz we left yo’ homie layin’ down
yeah, you know we here when you hear that f+ckin’ bangin’ sound
homie, you’s a b+tch like them boys that you be hangin’ round
dracos, glocks, and uzis, p+ssy, that’s what we be slangin’ round

(verse 1: lil barz)
p+ssy talkin’ all that sh+t but he don’t tote no f+ckin’ gun
got a red dot so i love it when they f+ckin’ run
i don’t do no hits. b+tch, i do this sh+t for f+ckin’ fun
diamonds on my neck, f+ck, i swear these b+tches weigh a ton
leave his white shirt stained like my name is f+ckin’ westside gunn
dissin’ on the ‘gram get you smoked just like a f+ckin’ blunt
when you see us pullin’ up, b+tch, you better duck and run
b+tch, you know i’m shiesty, you best get that sh+t back in blood
yeah, b+tch, straight up, plus i f+ck yo’ hoe like twice a month
that boy, he was talkin’ sh+t so we cut off his f+ckin’ tongue
take out yo’ whole block, 50 shots up in this f+ckin’ drum
like my name was yo, thought a p+ssy hoe was sayin’ sum
p+ssy think he tough, but i bet these sh+lls will leave him stunned
leave yo’ body full of holes like he was a f+ckin’ sponge
p+ssy, rep yo block, b+tch, tell us where you f+ckin’ from
boy, you don’t want smoke, you’ll get picked just like a f+ckin’ plum
(verse 2: remithehooper)
woah, woah, hop in that srt so fast
we gon’ get that n+gga gone
yeah we takin’ off his dome
50 rounds up in his bones
yeah, you know he goin’ home
better call the f+ckin feds, b+tch you know we in that zone
these n+ggas better run
keep that k on go
if a n+gga talk down, get hit with a pole

- lil bars lyrics

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