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Lil5iveten - GO! (feat. Naaz2Fed) Lyrics



Lil5iveten - GO! (feat. Naaz2Fed) Lyrics
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15th, 15th (Gang, Grrahh)
Grrahh (15th)
Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrahh (Gang)
Gang, Gang (Bow-Bow, Bow-Blttt)
Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrahh (Bow)
Finatic (Rrahh, Im So Slimee)
Gang
Gang-Gang-Gang
I told my brodie to "Stay up"
Watch yo' back, these niggas would snake ya'
Cuz', he in the field, tryna raid ya'
Slatt bring the knock to his door like neighbors
And, bro' ain't with none of the talkin', he blowin' the trigger, releasin' his anger
Lil bro' gon' run into danger, this shit stay on the hip like pagers (1ne-5ivee)
Do a hit up the road, we grabbin'
Fake beef, what? You thought I was cappin'?
See a opp, i'ma up it, and clap it
In that car, tryna score me a basket
In the stu', Me, Chop, and Finatic
Ain't no tellin' who grippin' a ratchet
F*ck y'all hood, y'all niggas the fastest
Extendo' clip, have him dippin' and dashin'
Shit cakey', i'm tryna tap it
Every beat, niggas know that i'm snappin'
Seven-six-twos, make him do a backflip
Two-two-fives, make him do gymnastics
If I slide, he gon' go in a caption, like
Niggas be cap in they rappin'
But, whole time, I really get active
I won't miss, hop out, get to blastin'
Ain't worried 'bout opps, i'ma empty the clip
One wrong move, lil bro' gettin' split
I caught a opp tryna run from the grip
Ain't really make sense, cuz' he still got hit
These niggas sweet, glock give him a kiss
I'm tryna spin, make a opp nigga strip
I'm tryna slide, make a opp nigga sprint
Shots got thrown, now, a opp nigga hit
Clip long as a chord, shit came with extensions
Internet dissin', how niggas go missin'
He a bitch, why the f*ck is he dissin'?
I don't know, but, i'm tryna go slide with some big shit
Like, he'll get clapped, victim
He tryna come thru here (hair), i'ma pick him
And, I hope his brodies be with him
Just for the chicken, i'm leavin' him tender (On bro')
Damn, where yo bitch at?
Like, she on my dick, told her "Kiss that"
He mad, I already hit that
Like, lil bro' come get ya bitch back
She was suckin' my balls for a big sack
Now, shit moist on her lips like Blistex
I'm lovin' it, I got a Big Mac
Slide in a lil ass car? I'ma swiss that
She gon' choke on a big dick
Like, i'ma whip out a big stick
Grrahh, flamin' hot bullets would chip shit
Hit his dome, he actin' autistic
You could've did this, but, you ain't do shit
I was 2 deep, just me, and my blick
You play ball, you never gon' spin
And, ya bitch? She was eatin' the dick
This bitch on my body, lotion
We on the block, we gripped, posted
Niggas be broke, they don't got no motion
He left it dumpin', but, we left it stolen
Like, he'll get bent, roses
He wanna chat on that page, then, we gon' scroll him
Hit his abs, i'ma roll him
He got paper? I'ma have to fold him, bitch
Like, i'ma have to fold him
Like, mm-mmm-mm
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15th, 15th (Gang, Grrahh)
Grrahh (15th)
Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrahh (Gang)
Gang, Gang (Bow-Bow, Bow-Blttt)
Grrahh-Grrahh-Grrahh (Bow)
Finatic (Rrahh, Im So Slimee)
Gang
Gang-Gang-Gang
I told my brodie to "Stay up"
Watch yo' back, these niggas would snake ya'
Cuz', he in the field, tryna raid ya'
Slatt bring the knock to his door like neighbors
And, bro' ain't with none of the talkin', he blowin' the trigger, releasin' his anger
Lil bro' gon' run into danger, this shit stay on the hip like pagers (1ne-5ivee)
Do a hit up the road, we grabbin'
Fake beef, what? You thought I was cappin'?
See a opp, i'ma up it, and clap it
In that car, tryna score me a basket
In the stu', Me, Chop, and Finatic
Ain't no tellin' who grippin' a ratchet
F*ck y'all hood, y'all niggas the fastest
Extendo' clip, have him dippin' and dashin'
Shit cakey', i'm tryna tap it
Every beat, niggas know that i'm snappin'
Seven-six-twos, make him do a backflip
Two-two-fives, make him do gymnastics
If I slide, he gon' go in a caption, like
Niggas be cap in they rappin'
But, whole time, I really get active
I won't miss, hop out, get to blastin'
Ain't worried 'bout opps, i'ma empty the clip
One wrong move, lil bro' gettin' split
I caught a opp tryna run from the grip
Ain't really make sense, cuz' he still got hit
These niggas sweet, glock give him a kiss
I'm tryna spin, make a opp nigga strip
I'm tryna slide, make a opp nigga sprint
Shots got thrown, now, a opp nigga hit
Clip long as a chord, shit came with extensions
Internet dissin', how niggas go missin'
He a bitch, why the f*ck is he dissin'?
I don't know, but, i'm tryna go slide with some big shit
Like, he'll get clapped, victim
He tryna come thru here (hair), i'ma pick him
And, I hope his brodies be with him
Just for the chicken, i'm leavin' him tender (On bro')
Damn, where yo bitch at?
Like, she on my dick, told her "Kiss that"
He mad, I already hit that
Like, lil bro' come get ya bitch back
She was suckin' my balls for a big sack
Now, shit moist on her lips like Blistex
I'm lovin' it, I got a Big Mac
Slide in a lil ass car? I'ma swiss that
She gon' choke on a big dick
Like, i'ma whip out a big stick
Grrahh, flamin' hot bullets would chip shit
Hit his dome, he actin' autistic
You could've did this, but, you ain't do shit
I was 2 deep, just me, and my blick
You play ball, you never gon' spin
And, ya bitch? She was eatin' the dick
This bitch on my body, lotion
We on the block, we gripped, posted
Niggas be broke, they don't got no motion
He left it dumpin', but, we left it stolen
Like, he'll get bent, roses
He wanna chat on that page, then, we gon' scroll him
Hit his abs, i'ma roll him
He got paper? I'ma have to fold him, bitch
Like, i'ma have to fold him
Like, mm-mmm-mm
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Writer: Naaz TwoFed, Chopp Fifteenth, Abdullah Bey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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