pro dillinger & futurewave - target him lyrics
[intro: blokkito]
grr
one nine, one nine, one nine
boom, boom (look)
[verse 1: blokkito & pro dillinger]
it’s gettin’ dark again, open up shop, let it spark again (uh+huh)
let they body shake like it’s parkinson’s
know we slidin’ great, f+ck the car we in
move swift, ain’t no bargainin’, ain’t no arguin’
if i want it, i’ma target it (let me get that)
heavy on the streets, i got the hardest sh+t (sh+t)
bro put me on like, “bro, start with this” (with this)
since then, been a leap like a frog and sh+t (facts)
jump in, can’t pardon this, overcome the fake like a arsonist (grr)
disrespect me, silly, watch the god lift
head over heels, got a different twist (word)
promise, you can’t get with this, sorry, brodie
i don’t give a f+ck about your party, arty (nah)
l!ck a shot before they saw me off ’em (boom)
foul like a bad order
stench so raw, gotta ski up (ski up)
really run it down ‘fore you re+up (uh+huh)
boy thought he was tough, it’s a bluff
hold these nuts, sent ’em to the coffin with some deep cuts (deep cuts, uh)
chilly outside, turn the heat up (outside)
[chorus: pro dillinger]
if you ain’t with my gang, you n+ggas not dirt
stay foul, if you ain’t bring the thang, you gettin’ shot first
stay wild, he tried to play games and n+ggas got hurt
we great now, my n+ggas gettin’ change, this is block work
if you ain’t with my gang, you n+ggas not dirt
stay foul, if you ain’t bring the thang, you gettin’ shot first
stay wild, he tried to play games and n+ggas got hurt
we great now, my n+ggas gettin’ change, this is block work (big one nine, n+gga)
[verse 2: pro dillinger]
put your hands up, bet i won’t shoot, put a band up (put it up, n+gga)
squeeze my trigger finger ’til my hands stuck
k!ll these b+tch n+ggas ’til y’all man up (y’all dead)
the b+tch let me k!ll it with her ass up
i shoot it from the hip, n+gga, back up (blaow)
i be outside, buggin’, doin’ bad stuff
people stay away because i’m bad luck (i’m bad luck)
junkies out here sick, doin’ bad drugs
my little n+gga rich, movin’ mad drugs
my hood been lit, you n+ggas gassed up (i’m from the town)
dead faces, no witnesses, we don’t mask up
no money or slow money, but i want fast bucks (fast bucks)
everything movin’ like a mack truck
everything i do is all fire, light a match up then back up (back up, n+gga)
say i ain’t the one, you smokin’ mad dust
turn you to a pack on the track and light the ash up
sword sharp, you step a lil’ closer and get hacked up
we can make a movie if you act tough, pro
[chorus: pro dillinger]
if you ain’t with my gang, you n+ggas not dirt
stay foul, if you ain’t bring the thang, you gettin’ shot first
stay wild, he tried to play games and n+ggas got hurt
we great now, my n+ggas gettin’ change, this is block work
if you ain’t with my gang, you n+ggas not dirt
stay foul, if you ain’t bring the thang, you gettin’ shot first
stay wild, he tried to play games and n+ggas got hurt
we great now, my n+ggas gettin’ change, this is block work
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