โหลดเพลง mp3 Immortal - 21 Savage

Song: Immortal
Artist: 21 Savage
Lyrics: Kid Hazel, 21 Savage
Composed: Kid Hazel

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I feel like the motherf**kin' Grim Reaper
The biggest smoke blower
Put a motherf**kin' chimney on my stick
Brand new MAK-90 with the drum attached
Drum
You a sh*t talker we got drums for that
On God
Tryna fist fight Boy you dumb for that
Stupid
You gon' get a bullet in yo' lung for that
Stupid
Draco get to kickin' like Liu Kang
21
F&N on me in the Mulsanne
Straight up straight up
Glock 19 and a blue flame
Straight up straight up
I was strapped when I slid inside your boo thang
On God
21 immortal we'll never die
21
Loyal to my brothers
Yeah
I'll never lie
On God
Call me bird dog 'cause I cheat and I'm fly
Straight up
And I love winnin' I'm upset if it's a tie
On God
Get you off the ground just to knock you to the floor
Yeah
Let's go blow for blow
Yeah
Let's go toe to toe
Straight up
When it's time to battle they don't never ever show
21
When it's time to battle I'm the first one at the door
21
At the door with a Draco
Don't nobody move I don't wanna have to blow
Rappin' ass n**gas get spin't at they show
That's why I need some help I got a fetish for the smoke
It get fatal in the bottom used to rumble in the den
21
Hit him with a combo gotta finish him
21
AK make you frown since you think you wanna grin
Straight up
Seems like all the models just be falling in my DMs
Yeah
Coolin' on the tec it get hot like scorpion
Hot
I'll burn his ass lil' buster
You thought it was straight
I got some chemicals in this magazine
I'll perm his ass
Wonk ass n**ga
Wanna be a gangsta but he misguided
B**ch
I'll learn his ass
On God n**ga
He went against me and they call 911
21
They had to infirm' his ass
You gon' be next n**ga
How many talks you done got popped Whole bunch
How many times you ran from the smoke N**ga not once
Eastside n**ga f**kin' all the hoes and I love guns
Ain't no f**king diamonds in my mouth n**ga these gold fronts
And we known to handle all the business n**ga ASAP
Had her at the slaughterhouse how the f**k you cake that
Ain't no body shots n**ga you know I told him face that
Now he in the ocean heard they hit him in his wave cap
You took your shot and you missed it
21
I just beat it up and you kissed it
Ugh
Took the rap game and I milked it
Yeah
Took the rap beef and I killed it
Neck on froze like sub-zero dawg
Straight up
He wifed a thot he a hero dawg
Straight up
All I care about is my dinero dawg
On God
Only thing I'm chasing is dinero dawg
Straight up
Dread-headed killer like Cyrax
21
Brought a gun to a fist fight like Jax
Nah f**k that only thing scare me is a rat
Snitch
Slaughter Gang pick your poison dagger or the axe
Straight up
Stand up God they respect my mind
On God
If you foul out get a tec my nine
Straight up
If you ain't a hunnid don't text my line
Lil' b**ch
If you know you hatin' don't check my lives
Snitch
You know I'm Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
Ain't nun' changed I'll slaughter your daughter
She said she was a dime but her friend was a quarter
I had a threesome then I flushed a rubber down the toilet
She tried to give me head
It was boring codeine got a n**ga snorin'
I wonder if she woulda slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco in the corn beef
Choppa cut you up like Kitana
Ching ching
My choppa in the band it's a drummer
Drummer
Russel westbrook I was strikin' like the thunder
Woah woah
You was somewhere runnin' round whinin' to your momma
21
Ya'll play conservative we gon send a
Straight up
I'm the type to catch a tec foul hit him in his sh*t
On God
He think he a made man hit him in the head
P**sy
Don't you try to run now hit him in the leg
People wanna say the stuff I say but they be scared
P**sy
Turn to lightskin pretty boy red
21
It's a fatality if you try to handle me
Yeah
Real top shotta don't you ever try to romp with me
Got enough bullet that'll kill your whole camp with me
I was bad as hell in school they even tried to cancel me
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I don't like to talk don't you even try to wrestle me
On God
And my block good you'll never get the best of me
Straight up
You know I'm Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
Ain't nun' changed I'll slaughter your daughter
She said she was a dime but her friend was a quarter
I had a threesome then I flushed a rubber down the toilet
She tried to give me head
It was boring codeine got a n**ga snorin'
I wonder if she woulda slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco in the corn beef