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Elm Street 2

 

Elm Street 2

(álbum: Jordan Kobe - 2017)


Lord forgive me for my sins, yeah
Real nigga shit
Stevie on the
Ayy, Stevie on the muthafuckin beat bitch

Just to be exact, I was born in ninety-seven (ninety-seven)
So nigga this not crack, it's heroin
But bitch we got the D and C, no Maryland
If a bitch drop a dime I'ma line her, no Caroling
Nigga watch, they plot, that wire, they wearing
Pussy niggas be McFadden, like Darren
Niggas talk 'bout robbing me and Quanie, I'm hearing
So we ride 'round with these choppers, not caring
Lil nigga ugly but they loving my appearance
Lil nigga outchea really thugging with experience
Sixteen, doing my thing, outchea fucking niggas' parents
Sixteen, doing my thing, probably stuck a niggas' parents
RIP Lil Deck, ain't to my left, that ain't right
Thinking 'bout you today whoadie, bring my TEC out tonight
Let it hiccup, wet his chest up, watch him put up a fight
Call up Robbo, he go Rondo when I put up a price
Sneaky face, soup eight, HK in my Nikes
It's been wreck in the 'jects, had to put up the dice
Bitch we posted, hella toasted off them pills with the pipe
You can call me baby Kobe, bitch I'm dunking like Mike

Yeah yeah, ten nine, holler ten when we slide
Eight seven, 'nother nigga on channel eleven
Six five, shoot your ass ten times
Four three, three deep, four heat
Nigga two one, you ain't never shoot none'
Snipers on our shit like we deer hunting
Ammo gear hunting, semi-auto, switch buttons
I let it hit, talk and spit, that bitch get to fussing

Ooh ooh, Uzi stupid, it shoot two a piece
Chopper make him JuJu on the beat
I got some hitters that be moving deep
That's them niggas that'll jugg and creep
Got that MAC with them attachments, that bitch shoot repeat
And that bitch got range, I let it shoot from deep (I let it JJ Reddick)
Ain't been no sellout, been no fake, I ain't been hard to reach
I just do the same shit that niggas do for me

Yeah yeah, ten nine, holler ten when we slide
Eight seven, 'nother nigga on channel eleven
Six five, shoot your ass ten times
Four three, three deep, four heat
Nigga two one, you ain't never shoot none'
Snipers on our shit like we deer hunting
Ammo gear hunting, semi-auto, switch buttons
I let it hit, talk and spit, that bitch get to fussing

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