tec – never lyrics
[intro]
b-tch, you know i can’t leave, ho
ho, you know i can’t leave, ho
can’t never ever leave, ho
[chorus]
and i’ll never let the streets go
man, i really miss my n-gg-s, feel like ceelo
and we keep them hammers with us, home depot
no matter what, i’ll never tell, i ain’t nino, aw nah
still keep a weapon when i’m runnin’ ’round
chopper make a thunder sound, if he fall, run him down
i swear to god, i’m a legend in my stomping ground
better have a rod, n-gg- catch you in my stomping ground
[verse 1]
better have a rod up in that 30, in that section
we’ll murder any second, glock-30, 357
could take the tec but i look better with the mac-10
i know you heard about us steppin’ like we tap dance
and your lil flipper let me rip her ’cause my accent
told her i’m really tryna d-ck her, f-ck a lap dance
and we got them straps in this b-tch like it’s pakistan
and the packs all tan, f-ck the tax y’all payin’
i been gettin’ it kind of cheap, feel like meech or like meek
oh, y’all thought that i was finished? b-tch, i’m still tryna eat
i just signed my deal but i’m still in them streets
rest in peace zoe rella, why they steal him from me?
[chorus]
and i’ll never let the streets go
man, i really miss my n-gg-s, feel like ceelo
and we keep them hammers with us, home depot
no matter what, i’ll never tell, i ain’t nino, aw nah
still keep a weapon when i’m runnin’ ’round
chopper make a thunder sound, if he fall, run him down
i swear to god, i’m a legend in my stomping ground
better have a rod, n-gg- catch you in my stomping ground
[verse 2]
young n-gg- died with a gun in hand
mission undercover, she’ll never see her son again
got one in the coupe, and play, i’m shootin’, i ain’t fumblin’
chewin’ xans, tootin’ sand, hooligans, i’m the one with you to the can
now what you know ’bout hittin’ that ruger dance?
put that tooly on your shooter, he won’t shoot again
taught you that, b-tch, shoot off his fingers, now he can’t use his hands
bullets goin’ through that man, at the funeral, can’t view that man
casket closed, p-ssed his soul to the h-lls or high power
i’ll never die a coward, shootout last the whole hour
it’s a lot of gunpowder in the air
bullet shower, lot of sh-lls, smoke cleared and guess who was still there?
[chorus]
and i’ll never let the streets go
man, i really miss my n-gg-s, feel like ceelo
and we keep them hammers with us, home depot
no matter what, i’ll never tell, i ain’t nino, aw nah
still keep a weapon when i’m runnin’ ’round
chopper make a thunder sound, if he fall, run him down
i swear to god, i’m a legend in my stomping ground
better have a rod, n-gg- catch you in my stomping ground
[outro]
so much pain, so much trauma, b-mpin’ trill fam youngin
we get real trap money, you can be a crash dummy
try to rob, it’s on my side, and i will whack somethin’
i swear to god that i will whack somethin’, luwhop
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