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lil tiffany - with a k at the end lyrics

yeah yeahhh yeahhhh yeahhh
gang gang gang gang
pahh pahh pahh pahh pahh pahh
go go lets go
run on yo block with the maf-ckin burner you make the wrong move then i tell em to burn you
yall the type n-ggahs hold pistols from distance but i keep a pistol to shoot at b-tches
i stay with the shooters n0body can get at we got something for you that just might push yo sh-t back
yall open yo mouth go and put a d-ck in that the place that you can’t go the place that i been at we shoot at yo face turn yo head to a target b-tch im the name brand and you just is a bargain you stealing my songs might put you in a coffin that smoke hit his lungs hit em get em coffin that choppa gone eat up a p-ssy and wet him up i swear to god ain’t no maf-ckin talkin he showed me his album threw that in the garbage them nsb n-ggahs swear they be the hardest this ain’t no rap beef lil b-tch imma artist they get to squeezin we shootin like harden b-tch you a irrelevant we went the farthest
-unclear lyrics- cause i know im smartest run in his house leave his blood on the carpet about my n-ggahs please do not get me started make him tap dance when we shoot out his party flexing my belt b-tch i feel like jeff hardy you get us p-ssed off then we run down turn a n-ggah birthday to a funeral they think they cooling sh-t till we go lighting them up that choppa get singing im naming that b-tch highschool musical i just burned me a backwood your closest brother he was up in that b-tch you stupid n-ggah yeah whats up with that sh-t we get the stick busting like we shootin a fl!ck you a dumb n-ggah you a broke dude then got automations no pro tools if you gone shoot his mom k!ll his bro too n-ggahs special ed and they broke to the day i run from a n-ggah they day i come back and shoot up yo bro and them hold hood get to wacking n-ggahs ain’t no tiger woods put a p-ssy in this blunt i call that a tiger wood speak on my name then we gone leave you nameless i stay with them n-ggahs the ones you can’t hang wit if you ain’t sure about us ask around lil b-tch i promise you that we dangerous watch me hit his whole block with this maf-ckin stainless gun got a d-ck yeah that b-tch got a gender he dissed me on august 31 call my shooter up and k!lled that n-ggah in september split a n-ggah dome and i dow to remember his main little b-tch from the back like a finder we get to bustin we give him concussion now his momma crying she tell me she miss em thats whats gone happen everytime they diss us im just tryna get bank with my wrist up they shot at our block with the drum and they missed us we run a train on yo hoe if she is cuffed this ain’t no beef turn that b-tch to a murder scene steal all my tracks said he ain’t never heard of me choppa burn a n-ggah up and give em a third degree now that n-ggah uncle in the emergency yes you can have the whole clip we got courtesy if you come for me you best try to murder me f-ck on his thot she gone take the whole c-ck uhh huhh you know that she stretchin keep me a c-ck on my maf-ckin glock uhh huhh that b-tch my weapon same n-ggahs ducking the same n-ggahs repping supposedly we gone turn him to a rosary he said he gone k!ll me no threat not even posting me how tf is he supposed to be metal gone check em that b-tch won’t get close to me feel like a ar no way u can hostler me they put the bread on me still couldn’t toaster me you opping with n-ggahs on the side you supposed to be all my brothas send shots at yo golden t–th sending them shots b-tch we feel like we in the league i put green and red dots on my enemies whole clip long asf like a centipede hoe b-tch where is you getting by dissin me shooting like fornite we tryn get a victory put that boy in my text book he finna be history where did he go that a mystery bullets hit em chain reaction no chemistry blue tips leave my rival dead in the streets we hit em wit sluggs and we gone take his energy put yo whole life in a bag its a robbery we tryna give his tote a tag no one stopping me we from your big homie block with a k at the end apologize but you won’t make no a immense put the d-ck to his hoe and then shoot out her mans choppa gone hit em we cut the boy ends we finna get em send shots at his limbs that boy think he hot send some shots at his benz
yeahh yeahhhhhhhh
lets go
uhnnnnnnnn

- lil tiffany lyrics

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