- Stunna 4 Vegas 100 or better 歌詞
- Stunna 4 Vegas
- [Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
4X, 4X
4 Way, you get this shit the Glo way
Grrt, bah, bah, bah, bah, brrt
Bitch, free Glo (I got 20 on my beat)
[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Yeah, we ride with a hundred or better (A hundred)
Im ****in that ho when I met her, uh (Thot )
Slime send that pack out like a letter
Bullets rain on your block, go get an umbrella (Brrt)
He say he gon rob me, never (Nope)
Me and the glizzy stick together (Gang)
You and your niggas get hit wherever (Come here)
Think Im cappin, lil nigga, just send a tester (Get him out of here)
[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Whats up with that woofin on Instagram? (Woof)
My lil niggas spin nonstop like a ceiling fan (Gang)
Rap about it, that aint how you living, fam (You not)
These niggas piss poor, they just need a helping hand (Hah)
Big 4X, too slime, **** around and go hit a fan
I hit her like I just came home from the can
We ride with them drums, marching band
Know we clean up your block like the garbage man
These niggas hate cause Im up now (Huh?)
What the ****? (**** ) I just started, man (Uh)
We sparkin fire on the first nigga play with this shit (You)
Better not get us started, man (Pussy)
He say we dumb, we retarded, man
We ride around with Dracos and carbons, man (Retarded)
Glocks with thirties that got hollows in
Them young niggas walk around like army men (Uh, uh)
20 on the beat, I put twenty racks on you and your whole crew (Bitch)
I was gon blow,I told you
Nigga think my niggas aint on go, let me show you
Hah, that lil nigga lyin on Pro Tools (Cap)
I collect cash, tollbooth (Racks)
You the type nigga tell 12 the whole truth
Play, I cook a nigga like soul food
[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Yeah, we ride with a hundred or better (A hundred)
Im ** **in that ho when I met her, uh (Thot)
Slime send that pack out like a letter
Bullets rain on your block, go get an umbrella (Hah)
He say he gon rob me , never (Nope)
Me and the glizzy stick together (Gang)
You and your niggas get hit wherever
Think Im cappin, lil nigga, just send a tester
[Verse 2: NLE Choppa ]
Had a shootout yesterday, I shot bout a hundred (A shootout)
Them bullets hit his head just like a bonnet
I blindsided the nigga, he aint see it coming (Blindside)
Marching band chopper cause I be drumming
We keep them sticks like blind niggas (Like blind niggas)
If he hiding out then we find niggas (We find niggas)
You think that I cap in my rhymes, nigga ? (No cap, no cap)
Ten shots, I put a whole dime in em (A dime)
Yeah, big dawg, lil bitch, I get too aggressive
007, get hit with supressors
I love toting Glocks, dont **** with Beretta
And just like a wedgie, you know Ima stretch you
Kill with a passion (Killer)
Like a mummy, we be wrappin (A mummy)
Like Im Jackson, I like action (Action)
Round of applause, bullets clappin
My jack got a beam, how the **** Ima miss you? (How Ima miss?)
He dissin the sauce, Ima bring him the issue (Bring it to him)
Now Im smokin on this opp pack (Light that shit up)
Whack him, then put him in my swisher
Choppa, you crazy, you do it for real
They say Im a psycho, I just wanna kill
The difference between me and you
I kill when Im sober, you gon need a pill
But dont get me wrong, I love them Perkies (I love em)
Throw his body in the oven just like a turkey (Heat him up)
Im quick to burn a nigga just like some herpes
He was alive on the scene but he died up in surgery (He died)
These real nigga bars, you cannot feel it (Cant feel this shit)
Throw an opp in my way and I bet Ima kill it
Bitch, Im a hustler, the pack, Ima ship it (Ima ship it)
Call me Osama Bin Laden cause I be tickin (Boom)
[Outro: NLE Choppa]
Bitch, No Love, yeah
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