a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

nay benz & kay glizz - touchdown lyrics

[intro: nay benz]
like, ah
(d+d+d+doro the chief)
free izzy, free rico (it’s jieken, by the way, haha)
free nas, free all my members, n+gga, free ebk
grrah, grrah (d+mn, brxy, you made this?)
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah (83rd, 83rd)
83rd, no l’zzz (kal g gang)
grrah, grrah (smelly gang with me, nazzy gang)
come here, don’t run (yeah, we locked in)
grrah, grrah (like, ah)

[verse 1: nay benz & kay glizz]
push up on dthang, just walkin’ (push up on dthang, just walkin’)
why he grillin’ me down when i’m crossin’? (grrah, grrah, boom)
back out, this n+gga horsin’ (on bro)
double hand on the g when i’m tossin’ (grrah, grrah, boom)
bendin’ all day, i’m exhausted
bro don’t like tatum on boston (grrah, grrah)
if he try to fight, i’ma off him
last n+gga played, ended up in a coffin (grrah, grrah, boom)
on the 8, we gon’ post on they playground (on bro)
on the well tryna flock in that play round (on bro)
on the t’s and i’m lookin’ for kay hound
fourteen, i had the knock in my sprayground (grrah)
fee tryna go for the touchdown
it’s the deads, i been spinnin’ through uptown
that’s your b+tch on my d+ck tryna f+ck now
lеan in my system, i can’t put this cup down (grrah, grrah)
when i hit it, i’m holdin’ her facе down
i’m not comin’ to play, i’ma chase down
g2 make him pick up the pace now
mans dead, so i see why they hate now (like)
n+ggas know how i get, i’m on bad time (grrah, grrah, boom)
better stay with your g ’cause i got mine
i don’t know why the opps on my hotline
smokin’ on ++++, he got left by the stop sign (++++)
we on that main block, brodie keep purgin’ (grrah)
we on that wayne block, why they keep swervin’? (grrah, grrah, boom)
we on that caine block (troopers), they movin’ nervous
i’ma just keep it a buck, n+ggas hurtin’ (grrah, grrah, troopers)
grizz time, hop out, i’m with the t up (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, troop)
cop me a perc’, then i pull then i re+up (grrah, [?], grrah, grrah)
oh, she the line? tryna line me a sweeper (look, grrah)
[verse 2: kay glizz & nay benz]
walk down, swervin’ through courtlandt, you can call us the creepers
on that back block, g on, my ski up
knock ’em out the park, we call that derek jeter (glaow)
he tried to push up and he met this heater (on bro)
i got stripes on me, no adidas (grrah)
we get muddy, sip act’ by the liter (grrah, grrah, muddy)
jump out, fl!ck, get back in the bimmer
savage, why the f+ck these n+ggas got me geeked up?
we gon’ pick up the pace now (grrah)
back shot, left the dummy face down (on bro)
but no diddy, the b+tches, we take down
smokin’ ray take, we forever throw rakes down (ray pizz)
tell ’em free all my troops out the cage now
the three tools tryna take the whole gang out (ooter, hold out)
i can’t crash ’cause we gettin’ paid now
slide or provide, better get down or lay down
now we on that blake block tryna catch factors
hollow tips flyin’, they keep runnin’ faster (98k)
catch ’em, tryna send one to the pastor (darnell)
they keep on loafin’, they play for the lackers (ray pizz)
dubai, he went too fast, and he macked it (dubai)
four full shots to make a n+gga backflip (grrah)
whenever they push up (grrah), it’s always reaction
grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
got the g on my waist, can’t get near me (on bro)
fl!ck in fashion, drill in amiri (grrah, comin’?)
the forty was so loud, bro couldn’t hear me (what the f+ck?)
every scene we got, we left it scary (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
they cannot compete, so do not compare me (on bro)
push up, results may vary
i’m one of the ones, they ain’t seein’ it clearly (the f+ck?)
grrah, grrah, grrah, boom (83rd)
[verse 3: nay benz]
it’s like three n+ggas dead, how they hoopin’? (how they hoopin’?)
caught a hit with the v, now i’m troopin’ (now i’m troopin’)
every scene i was on, i was boomin’
prince got clapped, they ain’t spin, they was coolin’ (what the f+ck?)
always comin’ outside when they need me
bet his energy change when he see me
get booked and it’s back to the “free me”
calvin was lackin’, got hit in his figi (grrah, grrah, boom)
on the 8, we gon’ take the whole team out (8ohk)
n+ggas know when i post up on [t+bell?] (grrah, grrah, boom)
park up on his block, make him reroute (don’t run, don’t run)
bullets gon’ rip through his skin, make him bleed out
i start buggin’, he jackin’ he g6 (grrah, grrah)
i get mad at the bros, i’ma leave sh+t (grrah, grrah, boom)
every day, n+ggas die, we increase sh+t
beam on a g, turn a opp into pieces (grrah, grrah, boom)

[outro: nay benz]
d+ckhead (it’s that mdotty, n+gga)
83rd, creepers, huh, troopers
83rd, no l’zzz (d+d+d+doro the chief)
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah (it’s jieken, by the way, haha)
(yeah, we locked in)

- nay benz kay glizz lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS