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Crash Out - Blac youngsta Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: B blac youngsta | Published: 2024-22-09T17:30:55:00+07:00
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[intro: blac youngsta & stunna 4 vegas]
aye p*ssy what’s up n*gga
i’m at your muhf*ckin front door step and i ain’t pickin up no newspaper
lets go, f*ck a n*gga
uh uh uh 4 times

[hook: stunna 4 vegas]
we spaz out, my lil youngins like to crash out
i’m talkin spin in real life play black ops
he rolled the dice with his life and he cr*pped out
i won’t drop a diss we whack ops
chalk his body on the black top
we know he not what he rap bout
i touch a b*tch turn her on like a laptop

[bridge: stunna 4 vegas]
i count dead n*ggas, and i smoke dead n*ggas
we fill his head with lead my lil hittas slide like sled n*gga
i drop bread on your head n*gga, they give me your head
n*gga play and he lay in his death bed
fresh to death he a dead man

[verse 1: stunna 4 vegas]
my shooters try knock off his fro b*tch we prolly smoking your bro
public figure i stay with a pole
don’t inhale it we blowing the smoke
triple k i’m cutthroat
we tryna hang a n*gga by a rope
n*gga go get fixed you broke, they know i stay with that stick it poke uh uh
they know i stay with that fire, ain’t no cap in my rap ain’t no tellin no lies
and if i am muhf*cka i’m flyin, diss me in your trap b*tch rapper you dying
bust down rollie i can’t tell the time
we double back like press rewind
i don’t f*ck with these n*ggas they picking sides
ain’t doing a show if i can’t bring my stick inside
(on gang)
[hook: stunna 4 vegas]
we spaz out, my lil youngins like to crash out
i’m talkin spin in real life play black ops
he rolled the dice with his life and he cr*pped out
i won’t drop a diss we whack ops
chalk his body on the black top
we know he not what he rap bout
i touch a b*tch turn her on like a laptop

[bridge: stunna 4 vegas]
i count dead n*ggas, and i smoke dead n*ggas
we fill his head with lead my lil hittas slide like sled n*gga
i drop bread on your head n*gga, they give me your head
n*gga play and he lay in his death bed
fresh to death he a dead man

[verse 2: blac youngsta]
hit the block spin it one more time
caught my ops on the backstreet took em out and i hit em one more time
i wish i could k!ll em one more time
its all good cause his mama suffering
she wish she could see him one more time
riding in a steamer bumping bone crusher any n*gga try to come for mines get whacked
young n*ggas in my hood, we don’t say blood n*gga we say blatt
any n*gga go against the gang guarantee they gone get whacked
i ain’t gone lie had to cut my b*tch off put my sh*t on flat
gotta keep a fully automatic i’m a big dog i prefer that mac
yeah, i put in work fore i go to church
i took my shirt fore i go to work
i’m just like you i gotta clock in only difference is i’ma shoot the clerk
young n*gga he gone shoot you first
i’ma shoot you second i’m the last n*gga you gone see fore you leave this earth, lil p*ssy
shootouts in my neighborhood paid in full
ima real k!ller but i saved the hood
warning on the gate, stay away from bulls shoot him in the face, yeah
free my n*gga dre, i wish they can do it
p*ssy ass n*gga got gunned down
real og in my n*gga speaking on me that’ll get a n*gga gunned down
(gang gang)
[hook: stunna 4 vegas]
we spaz out, my lil youngins like to crash out
i’m talkin spin in real life play black ops
he rolled the dice with his life and he cr*pped out
i won’t drop a diss we whack ops
chalk his body on the black top
we know he not what he rap bout
i touch a b*tch turn her on like a laptop

[bridge: stunna 4 vegas]
i count dead n*ggas, and i smoke dead n*ggas
we fill his head with lead my lil hittas slide like sled n*gga
i drop bread on your head n*gga, they give me your head
n*gga play and he lay in his death bed
fresh to death he a dead man


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