โหลดเพลง mp3 500 Homicides - Lil Durk

500 Homicides (Explicit) - Lil Durk

Oh these niggas ain't gangstas

Stay tryna take my lil homie off the streets huh
Free 'nine b**ch

We still got real niggas out here so everybody gangsta

Where you from ni**a
Free the gas man you ain't from where we from

I told my niggas we gon' make it man

It's a f**king movement man

We a f**king family we ain't a gang

Otf squad

These niggas is b**ches getting info from b**ches
Go and tell to the piggies
I'm tryna get riches and stay on that business
Free bro niggas snitching
My case almost over you lucky one pending
I put 2 in his lemon this 4-5 a lemon
Extended clip for his niggas
And he ain't sh*t to his niggas
We don't hesitate from dede and bebe
Just know that the opps ain't never safe
Load up the glock and reload the 8
Do a drill on the op no clones I see dots
Acgs for the god's church and one power rock
I'm on the block
Hope my tape don't flop and it go gold when it drop
I'm not a liar start d'ing them baggies and we risking indictment
Just to get flier than the first day ticket united 300 the riot
Murder murder kill kill in the jam I'll never squeal
My label only time I deal
I f**k with g's b's moes kings snakes
4's and the niggas under kneel
Silver spoon you don't know how hunger feel
Dreaming 'bout 100 mil step on that curb with 100 pills
Western union money to bro and them in the cell doing 20 years
And I lost a couple of these niggas
And they ain't never seen 20 years oh
Heard them die when I was out of town
Sh*t happen when I'm not around

Slide through every opp block and we up shots till they not around

What's up with this twitter beef

Thought we was keepin' it in the streets
They mad I'm in the winner seat
From the summer time 'till winter breeze

And choppa squeeze b**ch go blaat blaat blaat
I ain't even gotta rap rap rap rex nem in the trap trap trap
One time no light bulb bro n em got a lamp lamp lamp
Where you from you ain't stamped stamp stamp
Niggas know we the champ champ champ
Got niggas sneak dissin' it ain't rap
Make a real ni**a gotta spit facts
Got some niggas saying keep it only rap
That's how these old niggas stay on the map
Headshot we ain't getting into that
Niggas tellin' hands full of pens and pads
Grab a pack blood bleeding real bad
Doin' hit in a coupe in a range or an audi
F**k a ni**a doubt me
All on my dick when they see me
Knowing this b**ch wanna be me
Hell yea you can die over a retweet
I'm grabbing my pole on mimi

I can't see a ni**a like stevie
I won't tell I'll take me a bg

Let's get it

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