Paroles de la chanson Mak Talk par Drippy
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Paroles de la chanson Mak Talk par Drippy
I’m ridin’ through the Bronx with the top off
With them bitches that only fuck with the top dogs
Put some money on your head, get you knocked off
Drippy-drip-drip-drip got that hot sauce, yuh
They had to let a nigga out the pen'
I came home in the Ford with some timbs
I just did 3 for a hit
I shoot your blocko, pass the glocko to the bitch
I’m on the block with all my shottaz, we gon’ spit
A hunnid shots off from this choppa when we spit
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I love the money bitch, I don’t got no friends
30’s with extended clips
I spent it off on a Benz
With them bitches that only fuck with the top dogs
Put some money on your head, get you knocked off
Drippy-drip-drip-drip got that hot sauce, yuh
They had to let a nigga out the pen'
I came home in the Ford with some timbs
I just did 3 for a hit
I shoot your blocko, pass the glocko to the bitch
I’m on the block with all my shottaz, we gon’ spit
A hunnid shots off from this choppa when we spit
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I love the money bitch, I don’t got no friends
30’s with extended clips
I spent it off on a Benz
I’ma ball till the end, nigga I’m just tryna win
John Wall with the rock, bitch I call loaded shots
On the block with the mop, bad bitch give me top
Got Ciroc in my system, posted with the blicka
Came up on the system, let the .40 cal hit ya, yeah
I’m a real nigga, six figures in the trap
Try to run up, you get clapped
Ty gon’ hit ‘em with the mak
Put that nigga in the back, body bag, nigga
You can’t trap on the ave, take these packs nigga
He don’t got that bread then he gettin’ smacked, nigga
I ain’t doing no features with no trash niggas
Disconnect the plug ‘cause that nigga tryna tax niggas
John Wall with the rock, bitch I call loaded shots
On the block with the mop, bad bitch give me top
Got Ciroc in my system, posted with the blicka
Came up on the system, let the .40 cal hit ya, yeah
I’m a real nigga, six figures in the trap
Try to run up, you get clapped
Ty gon’ hit ‘em with the mak
Put that nigga in the back, body bag, nigga
You can’t trap on the ave, take these packs nigga
He don’t got that bread then he gettin’ smacked, nigga
I ain’t doing no features with no trash niggas
Disconnect the plug ‘cause that nigga tryna tax niggas
Got a 15 year old and all he know is clap niggas
They lookin’ sour when the maks come around
I got my brim on when I come around
But what I do if he holdin’ on the pounds
I put my timbs on and I’m runnin’ down, yeah
I be on that hot shit, that post up on the block shit
Louis V, fanny pack and that bitch got a mop stick
Pull up and I drop shit, niggas better stop it
You’re not lit, so I’m takin' off once I cocked it
Stupid bitches fuckin' with some lames, better watch it
‘Cause if I pull up and ya bitches dead, ain’t gon’ stop shit
He was talking brazy, now he tryna cop it
I ain’t tryna hear that, pussy boy, what’s poppin?
They lookin’ sour when the maks come around
I got my brim on when I come around
But what I do if he holdin’ on the pounds
I put my timbs on and I’m runnin’ down, yeah
I be on that hot shit, that post up on the block shit
Louis V, fanny pack and that bitch got a mop stick
Pull up and I drop shit, niggas better stop it
You’re not lit, so I’m takin' off once I cocked it
Stupid bitches fuckin' with some lames, better watch it
‘Cause if I pull up and ya bitches dead, ain’t gon’ stop shit
He was talking brazy, now he tryna cop it
I ain’t tryna hear that, pussy boy, what’s poppin?
Boy y’all niggas mad soft, pull up with the mask off
3 second blast off like I work for NASA
All I know is cash dog, throw ‘em in the trash, dog
All them niggas trash dog, nigga this that mak talk
I be on that hot shit, that post up on the block shit
Louis V, fanny pack and that bitch got a mop stick
Pull up and I drop shit, niggas better stop it
You’re not lit, so I’m takin' off once I cocked it
3 second blast off like I work for NASA
All I know is cash dog, throw ‘em in the trash, dog
All them niggas trash dog, nigga this that mak talk
I be on that hot shit, that post up on the block shit
Louis V, fanny pack and that bitch got a mop stick
Pull up and I drop shit, niggas better stop it
You’re not lit, so I’m takin' off once I cocked it
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