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22Gz

AHHH HA (FREESTYLE)

 

AHHH HA (FREESTYLE)


Grrt
Sniper the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky
Folk
Gang, gang, gang
(Yo, YBH)
Twirl
Gang, gang, gang
BG4L, SG
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang (Grrah)
Free the twirlers, free the Blixkys

Heard he woo'ing, ah, ah, ah (Man down, man down)
Headshot hit his māthā (Brrrt)
Blicky going grrah, grrah (Grrah)
Another rapper bye, bye (Bye, bye)
Sniper Blixky, I'm a gremlin, get a rush, my opps die (Ha-ha-ha)
He was dissing on the dead now he the one on Fox 5 (Skrrt, skrrt)
Every time I hit it on they block I bet some shots fly (Grrt)
Twirlers state the staple Blixkys, they know I got mob ties (Gang, gang, gang)
Get a stepper from the X to leave him out of breath (Bap, bap, bap)
Hitters from New Jersey, way too sturdy, get a nigga left
Snipers out in Broward get to tweaking like they off of meth
Beefing with them older heads from youngin taught me how to step
Got they addy through a baba
Nigga, we ain't sparing nada (Nada)
We turn oppas into Zaza
Drop the windows, pull a drive-by (Bap, bap, bap)
Niggas capping like they out here shooting G-Locks, we know he not
Have my younging run up on him with a Kool-Aid, he think he hot
Walking through the oppers hood in Crocs with thirty in my knocks (Skrrt, skrrt)
Don't be lacking after dark or else another gon' get dropped (Man down)
He was flexing putting money in a pot for G-Locks (Blick, blick, blick)
I threw fifty on my wrist, came a long way from G-Shocks (Bands, bands, bands)
My lil' youngin, he a spin, sniping from the treetop (Twirl, spin)
For my steppers in the game, my music on the kiosk (Gang, gang, gang)

Ain't no run-ins NYC drill shit
Grrt, bap, bap, bap
Gang, gang, gang
Twirl, twirl
Sniper the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky

I ain't slaughtered, but my savages'll slaughter that
Bunch of Kel-Tec's you know my snipers had to order that (Blick)
Morgal set the plays up for the team like he a quarterback (Bands, bands)
How I know we finish? I kept clicking to make sure of that (To make sure of that)
My shooters know they compensated
He ain't do it for the money, he felt obligated (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
When we run into the opps, it ain't no conversation (Bap, bap, bap)
Left his body shaking, stepper caught the confirmation (Man down, man down)
We turn opps to patients, he need operations (Bap, bap, bap)
Doctor said he had to pull the plug, it's too much complications (Gang, gang, gang)
We got that location, it's a home invasion (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ain't no explanation, let off shots, he wasted (Bap, bap, bap)

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