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tayshotzz - die for this lyrics

[intro: tayshotzz]
ayy, gang, leaving blood in the streets
ayy, catch a opp and we gon’–
uh, ayy, ayy, gang

[verse 1: tayshotzz]
i can name like five n+ggas got hit with a drac’
if you ain’t in the field gettin’ active, better stay your ass out the way
better move smart, all on your heels, even at work, n+gga gotta lay
i can shoot the drac’ with one hand, i can make the stick knock a b+tch lace
we really be sliding, they scared to meet death, so these p+ssy ass n+ggas be hiding
ain’t doin’ no lying, got caught in the jam, but he told, these n+ggas ain’t ridin’
i’ma die ’bout mine, got bro in the back, he clutchin’, he ready to slidе
he catchin’ them b’s, leavе blood in the street, no hospital gang, my n+ggas be shooting for free

[verse 2: yungeen ace & backstreet tk]
outside of the car with a drac’, i don’t need n+ggas shooting for me
it’s two of them n+ggas, but the way that i’m coming, i’m running down just like it’s four of me
put a switch on the glock, it’s exciting to me when i stand over a n+gga after the body done dropped
three n+ggas on this chop’, but it’s me on the drill, i ain’t sparing sh+t, n+gga, i’ma come get your top
whole team got motion, if a n+gga dead, that’s ’cause i told him
[?] on the block, i’ma be the one who fold him
i ain’t chasing sh+t, [?]
f+ck a n+gga who dead, i ain’t sending condolences
i’ma chill a lil’ bit, i’m going too hard, i’ma switch it up, f+ck ’em
don’t invite me to none of these events, if i see a opp, i’ma f+ck it up (gang)
[verse 3: backstreet tk]
if it’s beef, i’ma post outside where a f+ck n+gga stay
hit a n+gga block with a switch on the glock, walk down on a n+gga, hit him all in his face
n+gga, like josh, gotta keep me a drac’
n+ggas take l’s right after this k
n+gga get shot like a motherf+cking picture, then his family gon’ preach when we take him away
just like granny, i’ll keep a switch, baseball team, everybody hit
catch you a body, wanna be gang, catch you a body, you will get rich
i’ll put a opp ass in a bucket, then i’ll cross his ass off the list
[?], hit a n+gga top, pop a n+gga zit
big ass rod, tryna catch a fish
couple of opps died tryna make a diss
swinging my glock like it’s a wand, no timmy turner, i don’t make wishes
i don’t make wishes, i’ll get a n+gga gone
break his bone with these stick stones
like macaulay, do his ass home alone
this chopper ring like a telephone

[verse 4: tayshotzz & backstreet tk]
how many opps done died?
how many blocks we hit?
heard what’s his name was suffering when them chopper bullets hit him all in his sh+t
ayy, n+gga gon’ ride for this
n+gga gon’ die for this
n+gga gon’ slide for this
n+gga gon’ cry for this
n+gga gon’ fry some fish when his ass get hit
[verse 5: yungeen ace]
n+gga thought i was done, we can go body for body, i’m thinkin’ this sh+t here fun
i’ma make a n+gga run, 7.62’s out this micro, ace behind that gun
i’m like auntie, i’m on your ass with switches, droppin’ them bags on b+tches
that sh+t i spent on him, i spent in saks, i’m poppin’ a tag a n+gga

[outro: backstreet tk & yungeen ace]
ayy, ayy, ayy, chill out, chill out, chill out
ahaha, on god

- tayshotzz lyrics

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