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quaysavage - priraq lyrics

[verse 1: young yog]

all my n-ggas they savage gang
run up wrong ima let it bang
young n-ggas but i love my gang
h0m-cide i forgot the name
out pri thats were we hang
doing drills this sh-t the same
my n-gga crank gon let it flame
for my n-ggas ima do the same
black flag and a black hoodie
big guns like call of duty
disrespect me ima have to do it
take his life like its nothing to it
yall betta watch my feet my n-ggas play for keeps
n-ggas act up i got the mac tuck and my gun on repeat
my n-ggas got gold t–th yeah thats young g (g baby)
disrespect my savage set we gon come for your peeps
yeah thats yo people shooting sh-t no freethrow
at the line no hero
bank acount str8 0’s
gotta big gun with a extendo
disrespect miss yo kinfolks
now you cryin cuz your people dying told yall i want no hero
i ain’t neva been no lame
get my youngin sn-tch yo chain
and if you talking that gunplay bro vae aim for the brain
i gotta big glock get yo sh-t rocked make you diddy bop on yo block
this savage sh-t we dont f-cking stop til my casket drop thats on my pops
come threw fudus yo b-tch no kissing sh-t i ain’t new to dis
pull up yo spot let 30 shots then hit the block
big guns ain’t neva run just a young n-gga tryna have some fun, keep talking that tuff talk be walking round with no gums
walk threw the manor you f-ck boys betta f-ckin run
pulling out dem baby scr-ps you f-ck boys ain’t having fun
heem weez beat ya n-gga -ss and his lil bro had a f-ckin gun
priraq wea u can catch me on a street wea my n-ggas be
sneak dissin its r.i.p got yo face on a white tee
caught us lacking but now we packing we see a op we gon blow in traffic

[verse 2: quaysavage]

quaysavage been off the porch, catch a op and he getting torch
free cheno out the f-cking jam quick to smoke a p-ssy like a newport
shi blizz he a real hitta catch a n-gga slipping and he glock whipping
we’ll ride threw a n-gga block drop a n-gga set and then let them glocks hit’em
me fizz and skewop on a op block and we poled up
n-ggas run his mouth bet that 50 shot make him shut up
we ain’t with the talking we will white chalk’em
mac aimed at his nose up
dem savages caught lavelle walking and i swea to god he froze up
f-ck kadeem and mikel dem f-ck boys gon get nelled
money hungry just paper chasin if a n-gga dont pay he gon catch a sh-ll
ima real n-gga so flexed
dem n-ggas know not to test us
bro hit my line like were you at im like priraq yeah the gangway
he say lets do a drill i said im down to ride ops got smoked on the same day
priraq yeah thats my turf n-gga disrespect he get murk
shooters on the roof for no reason
if they blow they leave your -ss leaking
if the feds sn-tch me i ain’t speaking(f-ck12)
ima og f-ck the police catch me lowkey were my folks be
got bad b-tches wanna blow me
no cuffing tho i can’t trust a ho
only b-tch i love its my .44
im off purple lean and my vision slow
riding in a hemi just me and bro we see a f-ck n-gga we gon let it blow for no reason n-gga
gotta whole pound if u need it n-gga

[outro]

man s/o my squad man vae, crank, lil g, twins, s/o quany i swea to god he gon blow, s/o my n-gga quan g, my n-gga blizz, my n-gga beanz, mont, swizz, my n-gga hops man, free dat n-gga cheno. f-ck dat n-gga rashaud too we out here dat n-gga ah b-tch!!!

- quaysavage lyrics

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