40 Blow - Pocket juice Lyrics
By: Admin | Artist: P pocket juice | Published: 2024-29-09T00:25:36:00+07:00
Lirikku.ID - 40 Blow - Pocket juice Lyrics: Halo Lirikku.ID, Dalam konten ini, kami menyediakan chord gitar untuk lagu "40 Blow - Pocket juice Lyrics" yang dinyanyikan oleh Toton P pocket juice. Dengan chord yang disajikan, pemula atau penggemar musik dapat dengan mudah memainkan lagu ini dengan gitar mereka sendiri. Kami menyajikan chord dengan akurasi tinggi sehingga pemain dapat mengikuti alunan musiknya dengan baik. Juga, kami akan memberikan informasi tambahan mengenai lirik lagu dan mungkin beberapa tips untuk menyempurnakan permainan gitar. Konten ini cocok untuk penggemar musik yang ingin belajar lagu baru atau bagi mereka yang ingin menikmati kesenangan bermain musik dengan gitar.
Silahkan disimak 40 Blow - Pocket juice Lyrics Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[intro]
d. rein
ydna
[verse 1: pocket juice]
aye, do this sh*t, cuz i’m a f*ckin’ scum
lose a bet, why you run
steady talkin’ won’t do none, start my truck
b*tch, i’m crusin’ through my city high as f*ck
that’s just where it’s at, taz gang f*ckin’ sh*t up
you a simple basic mother f*cker, talkin’ sh*t, you get f*cked
put that 40 to your skull, it’ll come in clutch, i ain’t never p*ssy
up in any situation, b*tch, why you twitchin’ boy?
came through with a fully loaded on me, doin’ crime
surfs up, surf super soakin’, charged as f*ck, swingin’ at a p*ssy n*gga
he ain’t tough, pull up, eyes on road, 214, you ain’t show, that so
p*ssy hoe, too slow, i’ma make that 40 blow
[verse 2: triine]
pull up behind the coupe, shoot, shoot, on your dumb ass
watch me pull that skrt, they don’t know my worth
heavy with the work, b*tches steady lurk, i can see you upset
don’t mind pull a nine empty out the duffel bag
gang in this b*tch, tommy fully loaded, pointed at your face
make a n*gga b*tch give me face, swanton bomb in that cl*t
every n*gga in the gang hit, talk sh*t, talk sh*t, hit him with that pump
he a easy l!ck, i know you don’t know b*tch
ski mask lights out, ski mask lights out
[verse 3: 6ix9ine]
pump to his chest, 40 in the tec, run up, leave him wet
his b*tch gave me neck, sippin’ on that tech
keep that chrome on my side, split his head wide
on that type of time, n*ggas down to ride, i ain’t gotta lie
you would think your b*tch love me when she calling my phone
she keep blowing up my sh*t, i told her, “leave me alone”
this b*tch wanted me to f*ck, i only wanted the dome
heard his n*ggas talking sh*t, but they don’t want no smoke
when i get that f*ckin’ mop, it’s a different approach
n*ggas think that they a giant, but they really a roach
n*ggas choke, when it blow, big pole, with a scope
no reload, watch him fall, 40 blow him down the road, gang
Saksikan Video 40 Blow - Pocket juice Lyrics Berikut ini..
Random Song Lyrics :
- julio iglesias - aitor lyrics
- pintero #4 - liim's lyrics
- mad city 2020 (kom å ta meg) - brünost lyrics
- cocaína (remix) - sabotage lyrics
- gian il rumorista - giuliano illiani lyrics
- line by line (acoustic) - small town titans lyrics
- erano i tempi degli dei - giuliano illiani lyrics
- what if i told you - dion lyrics
- it all comes around again - algiers lyrics
- onur sound-tek başıma - onur sound lyrics