Battlefield
21 Lil Harold, Young Nudy
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(20Rocket on this bitch, so it's gon' knock) Shit, ooh Goddamn That motherfucker just hit Good God almighty, uh Ooh (damn, son), you got a blunt Then go roll that motherfucker up with me, man (damn, Slime) Let's rock out Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ugh) Nigga can't be sweet, niggas get killed (uh-uh) Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah) Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow) Hang a nigga up by the mountain (mountain) Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom) This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (nah) This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah) It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mm-hmm) It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah) Bullets just twirl, they twirl (yooh) Nigga got put on the curb (ooh) Damn, they ass got served cold Damn, his ass got curtains closed Damn, they walked down two of those Damn (rounds), we popped like five of those We don't take no L's, they know (uh-uh) We gassed up, we cashed up, we turnt up You fucked up (ooh), you niggas stuck on PP Loans I been spent your loan (your loan, goddamn) Damn, homie done been steppin' on shit Got plenty shit to rap 'bout (rap 'bout) And you know I'm always steppin' shit Got too much in my Styrofoam (yeah) Phone always ringin' home (yeah) Blaze all day, night and long (yeah) Pull up, you can't come shop (yeah) Know the trap don't stop (yeah) Know my door stay swangin' (yeah) Know you come in my trap (uh) Know this bitch really stankin' (yeah) Know this bitch really loaded Nothin' but young niggas guns Your big dawg in the kitchen We count shit, no ones (ones) And they number them bags (bags) We been trappin' that swag (swag) We'll sell a nigga gas (gas) We can whip up glass (glass, nigga) We can get you some whip (whip) Then come spend you some chips (spend some chips) You can make shit flip (yeah) Double your money right here (right, damn) Right price, right here (right here) Real life, right here (right here) Better get money when you outchea (outchea) Gotta keep a gun when you with them Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ugh) Nigga can't be sweet, niggas get killed (uh-uh) Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah) Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow) Hang a nigga up by the mountain (mountain) Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom) This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (nah) This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah) It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mm-hmm) It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah) Bullets just twirl, they twirl (yooh) Nigga got put on the curb (ooh) Damn, they ass got served cold Damn, his ass got curtains closed Damn, they walked down two of those Damn (rounds), we popped like five of those We don't take no L's, they know (uh-uh) Okay, start the beat, reverse the car Bag it up, shoot him in his head, .45 tapped him up (uh) Bitches wanna talk, but I be masked up When them ducks layin' on the ground, they be mad as f*ck (pussy) I'll go and jack some (21), strip some, flip some (21) H Dawg, nigga he'll rip some (21), twisted (21) We some rich shooters 'round my way, nigga I'm knowing why they hatin', niggas know I got this K, nigga (21) I got gun smoke, we can get a nigga by the day Yeah, I gun tote, nigga, keep a .45 on my waist Why he run for? He seen them red beams up on his face (pussy) Me and cuzzo, when it come to opps we don't wan' play Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ugh) Nigga can't be sweet, niggas get killed (uh-uh) Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah) Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow) Hang a nigga up by the mountain (mountain) Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom) This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (nah) This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah) It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mm-hmm) It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah) Bullets just twirl, they twirl (yooh) Nigga got put on the curb (ooh) Damn, they ass got served cold Damn, his ass got curtains closed Damn, they walked down two of those Damn (rounds), we popped like five of those We don't take no L's, they know (uh-uh) Yeah Like that Haha, like that, man Yeah, like that
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Written by: Delvin Northcut, Harold Glenn, Quantavious T. Thomas
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