zqnnex – chainsaw beretta lyrics
[pre+chorus]
deal with the devil, said i gotta take his soul
bend the block, grip the chop, and let this motherf+cker blow
b+tch i’m makin’ all the green, so they know we on go
slit his throat, take his dough, and then a b+tch she hit the road like
[chorus]
bad b+tch said she wanna get inside
betta watch your tone ‘fore i hit you with the .9
gettin’ guala on the low, big bank all the time
motherf+cker finna slide, leave him dead up in his ride
where the opposition? b+tch you know we got the knocka
bend through his block, stеady lookin’ for an oppa
b+tches steady dissin’, spin his block like a bottlе
shawty on my line, said she wanted me to top her
don’t test the gang, ‘cuz this sh+t can get deadly
f+ck around, we pull up on an opp and behead him
bag on my back, ‘cuz your boy makin’ cheddar
n+gga talkin’ tough, then he get hit up with the ‘retta
[verse]
big choppa
can’t stop us
bad b+tch, and she totin’ the knocka
f+ck with us, he get turned into grabba
f+ck the lil’ b+tch, then i dip for another
glockies, i tote ‘em
hit it with the trojan
b+tch in my pack, and this sh+t h+lla potent
b+tch i never lack, tell a n+gga “what’s the motive”
brodie want me dead, but they never make a motion
[bridge]
get into it
get ruthless
got a b+tch, said she wanna go to ruth chris
go stupid
off the fool sh+t
go dumb with the chop, leave him toothless
keep me a rocket, we dump out the v
she be touchin’ my pockets, while she off a bean
gun jam up, he get hit with the beam
and i’ll stack me a band ‘cuz i love all the green
[pre+chorus]
deal with the devil, said i gotta take his soul
bend the block, grip the chop, and let this motherf+cker blow
b+tch i’m makin’ all the green, so they know we on go
slit his throat, take his dough, and then a b+tch she hit the road like
[chorus]
bad b+tch said she wanna get inside
betta watch your tone ‘fore i hit you with the .9
gettin’ guala on the low, big bank all the time
motherf+cker finna slide, leave him dead up in his ride
where the opposition? b+tch you know we got the knocka
bend through his block, steady lookin’ for an oppa
b+tches steady dissin’, spin his block like a bottle
shawty on my line, said she wanted me to top her
don’t test the gang, ‘cuz this sh+t can get deadly
f+ck around, we pull up on an opp and behead him
bag on my back, ‘cuz your boy makin’ cheddar
n+gga talkin’ tough, then he get hit up with the ‘retta
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