- The Underachievers 40 Cal 歌詞
- The Underachievers
- Produced by: Ronny J
Always got the pack now that's a fact, I'm like a cholo
You know the game we stay in tact we mafioso
Don 't hit my jack, let's sip on racks so I'm like 'Oh no'
These ****** act like they can match just cook it slow though, woah woah
***** 's see me out that's very rare I keep it lowkey
Gotta keep me segregated from the ****** that don't know me
Cause these ****** hesitate and I keep ruins as my homie's
Quick to pop a ******' *****, if you disrespect the holy
Now let me get it, ugh, ***** could get deaded
But I'd rather count my cheese, than move the people like a reverend
Just know I said it, ugh, Indigo protected
Put my life up on a line, don't disrespect my ****** * message
My ****** reppin', never half-steppin'
Super-duper lethal weapon, yeah I'm gone in 60 seconds
And I'm grindin' for a check, get some new s**t for the set
If a ***** got a problem, we'll be coming for you next
What you waitin' for?
What you waitin' for?
All my ****** we dismember folks, the cold December flow
Feed you poison, we the antidote
Them boys like they were chose, they heal the globe
They fill their hopes, and steal your hopes
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
My ****** keep on reppin', you know the gang we built to last
You ****** keep half-steppin', I see your future through the past
I let that good smoke set in, I blow this s **t down like my last
You better use your weapon, my money like a 40 cal
My ***** Dougheywith the s**ts he keep that 40 on his lap
Torch it just like a camel raise it up where ****** at
We don't **** around with defense keep the team inside attack
Keep a hundred ****** with me, best believe a couple strapped
When my instincts take control, instant transmission to the dough
While your *** ** on my guest list, you pay admission to the show
****** be dissin', gonna need morticians from the flow
I do my AK rendition and spray the clips out from the dome
Since we hit the scene ain't hard to see we out your league
I ain't had no pot to pee just popped the smoke and broccoli
Gotta pay the paper, no hoe get no guap from me
I'm just tryna elevate and orchestrate the prophecy
AK never cop a plea I cop the 'dro ain't got no seeds
Drop my baby LSD the reason I ain't afraid to dream
All my ****** rated G, I ride for them they ride for me
Play your role and stay asleep while we awoke ******' your brain *****, bang
What you waitin' for?
What you waitin' for?
All my ****** we dismember folks, the cold december flow
Feed you poison, we the antidote
Them boys like they were chose, they heal the globe
They fill their hopes, and steal your hopes
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
My ****** keep on reppin', you know the gang we built to last
You ****** keep halfsteppin' , I see your future through the past
I let that good smoke set in, I blow this s**t down like my last
You better use your weapon, my mind like a 40 cal
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