Quez2rr - PCF
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{intro}
Super pcfk, niggas die when they go speak, on god
Grrrah, grrrah, frrt, frrt, frrt
Super pcfk, niggas die when they go speak, on god
{verse}
Hop out, crack a nigga top, you know he gone, you see his mouth wide
Heard (?...) from the west, but went to school all on the southside
Why he ain't go step for lil' v? they did him wrong, his ass got deep fried
Matter fact, last time i put bruh in my wood, my ass got too high
These switches hit him, only thing he see a flash, he don't hear no sounds
Only reason he shop at costco, nigga, 'cause red trap been got closed down
We made (?...) move outta' state, you know he shook, got on the grеyhound
J-e ass a bitch, came through the hood, his ass got blowed down
Know you had that papе', but on yo' partners, i drop that bag, bitch
'cause they ain't got no money to go to war, so we gon' smack shit
If you get tired, go do some research on my gang, you know we hat shit
Pull a opp nigga grandma ass up out that car, we on that jack shit
These niggas speak on b, but it's okay, b used to step on shit
Two of them niggas got hit by big b flame for try'na test this shit
So stop speakin' on my brother, spent enough and now he restin', bitch
I was down the road, and i did by the four, done seen some hectic shit
They let v hop in the v, go catch a b and get yo' stain up
My young nigga love some jewelry, do a show, better put that chain up
They spin through twice, and i put this here on p, some shit got flamed up
These niggas down bad and these niggas be broke as fuck, better pick yo' gang up
I drop 20's, i drop 50's, i drop 100's, get shit gone
All these rap niggas be so cap, you ain't got no hat, don't drop no song
I pop out, put ass to belt, the whole southside know what i'm on
Her hard head make a soft ass, but do yo' thing, you know you grown, nigga
Pop out this bitch swingin', they know q5 aim for blood, nigga
I paid for all them hats, so all them smackers show me love, nigga
(?...) died, come up out this bitch blowin', hit up the club, nigga
I'm trippin', i ain't got no business arguin' wit' no dubs, nigga
You a pretty boy, boy, do you even know 'bout gettin' on feet?
I'm a murder boy, q5 gon' swing this pole, leave shit deceased
I do my murder dance, like every time we up score, we in the streets
Can't see no opp bitch, i fly shit out like 3, 4 times a week
I'm a blazer boy, put this shit on pete, we stand on business
This shit ain't new to me, i take baths in some bleach when i get finished
Just signed a deal now, so i took a lil' break from all the drillin'
They done fucked up, gave q5 some money, he the one that pay for killin's, pussy
{outro}
Q
He the one that pay for killin', nigga
Fuck you talm'bout?
Light-skin-ass nigga, dancin'-ass nigga
Super pcfk, nigga
Fuck you talm'bout, nigga?
Niggas gon' die 'bout this shit, nigga
{intro}
Super pcfk, niggas die when they go speak, on god
Grrrah, grrrah, frrt, frrt, frrt
Super pcfk, niggas die when they go speak, on god
{verse}
Hop out, crack a nigga top, you know he gone, you see his mouth wide
Heard (?...) from the west, but went to school all on the southside
Why he ain't go step for lil' v? they did him wrong, his ass got deep fried
Matter fact, last time i put bruh in my wood, my ass got too high
These switches hit him, only thing he see a flash, he don't hear no sounds
Only reason he shop at costco, nigga, 'cause red trap been got closed down
We made (?...) move outta' state, you know he shook, got on the grеyhound
J-e ass a bitch, came through the hood, his ass got blowed down
Know you had that papе', but on yo' partners, i drop that bag, bitch
'cause they ain't got no money to go to war, so we gon' smack shit
If you get tired, go do some research on my gang, you know we hat shit
Pull a opp nigga grandma ass up out that car, we on that jack shit
These niggas speak on b, but it's okay, b used to step on shit
Two of them niggas got hit by big b flame for try'na test this shit
So stop speakin' on my brother, spent enough and now he restin', bitch
I was down the road, and i did by the four, done seen some hectic shit
They let v hop in the v, go catch a b and get yo' stain up
My young nigga love some jewelry, do a show, better put that chain up
They spin through twice, and i put this here on p, some shit got flamed up
These niggas down bad and these niggas be broke as fuck, better pick yo' gang up
I drop 20's, i drop 50's, i drop 100's, get shit gone
All these rap niggas be so cap, you ain't got no hat, don't drop no song
I pop out, put ass to belt, the whole southside know what i'm on
Her hard head make a soft ass, but do yo' thing, you know you grown, nigga
Pop out this bitch swingin', they know q5 aim for blood, nigga
I paid for all them hats, so all them smackers show me love, nigga
(?...) died, come up out this bitch blowin', hit up the club, nigga
I'm trippin', i ain't got no business arguin' wit' no dubs, nigga
You a pretty boy, boy, do you even know 'bout gettin' on feet?
I'm a murder boy, q5 gon' swing this pole, leave shit deceased
I do my murder dance, like every time we up score, we in the streets
Can't see no opp bitch, i fly shit out like 3, 4 times a week
I'm a blazer boy, put this shit on pete, we stand on business
This shit ain't new to me, i take baths in some bleach when i get finished
Just signed a deal now, so i took a lil' break from all the drillin'
They done fucked up, gave q5 some money, he the one that pay for killin's, pussy
{outro}
Q
He the one that pay for killin', nigga
Fuck you talm'bout?
Light-skin-ass nigga, dancin'-ass nigga
Super pcfk, nigga
Fuck you talm'bout, nigga?
Niggas gon' die 'bout this shit, nigga
