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zeke the beast - drippers lyrics

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(gang gang gang , shit)
haha, cng
(ha) (ahh, on bro)
where you at?
where you goin’?
grrah, like ahh
its that zeke the beast that cng nigga

come on bro u was messing with my girl (on bro?)
okay, time to up the score
i got a glock, where the fuck is your beemer?
late night, we gon’ spin through the 6
like, ayo, will, where they at?
bet, cody gon’ aim for his hat
chase+
well, it’s every opp shot, we don’t care that you lack

ayo,cam, they keep dissing the gang
cuz they ain’t ever hear no shots rang
don’t worry
if i catch niggas lackin’, i’m letting off shots
like, let’s take a trip to thеy block
if them niggas outside, then i’m upping my nock
thеy know my drop cuz the n’s (novi like ), so i stay with a knock
two hands on my pole when i’m lettin it pop
like, why you keep messing’ my sis?
i know your body, why you chasin’ rec’?
fuck it, i catch him, that’s one to his neck
we got glocks in the v, we ain’t taking no test (like don’t test me bro)
like i stay with a vest
like, how many niggas got gon?
jummal, and brody, like, who next?
catch a dripper, leave him dead
i be rappin’, i know, but i stay with my blick
like, if he run, i bet i’ll make him slip
okay, bet, let’s take a trip
big chrome with a beamer in the back of the wip
like, i know a opp who got tagged in my crib
and i’m smokin’ on jummal, left his guts in the wip

why they mad ’cause we never get tagged?
why they mad ’cause they always on lag?
ayo, t, you was my mans (bugaloo )
boy, when come to talk to u better not try (send your ass to the ski)

ome one bro u was messing with my girl (on bro?)
okay, time to up the score
i got a glock, where the fuck is your beemer?
late night, we gon’ spin through n 4 (novi)
like, ayo, will, where they at?
bet, cody gon’ aim for his hat
chase +
well, it’s every opp shot, we don’t care that you lack

ayo,cam, they keep dissing the gang
cuz they ain’t ever hear no shots rang
don’t worry
if i catch niggas lackin’, i’m letting off shots
like, let’s take a trip to they block
if them niggas outside, then i’m upping my nock
they know my drop cuz the n’s (novi like ), so i stay with a knock
two hands on my pole when i’m lettin it pop
like, why you keep messing’ my sis?
i know your body, why you chasin’ rec’?
fuck it, i catch him, that’s one to his neck
we got glocks in the v, we ain’t taking no test (like don’t test me bro)
like i stay with a vest
like, how many niggas got gon?
jummal, and brody, like, who next?
catch a dripper, leave him dead
i be rappin’, i know, but i stay with my blick
like, if he run, i bet i’ll make him slip
okay, bet, let’s take a trip
big chrome with a beamer in the back of the wip
like, i know a opp who got tagged in my crib
and i’m smokin’ on jummal, left his guts in the wip

why they mad ’cause we never get tagged?
why they mad ’cause they always on lag?
ayo, t, you was my mans (bugaloo )
boy, when come to talk to u better not try (send your ass to the ski)
like that that cng nigga+ chase nigga bitch suck dick



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