BIG30 Allegations lyrics 2020

BIG30 Allegations lyrics

Mane’ this shit here crazy, stupid bitches say we killed my nigga

Say they caught him slipping,

In south Memphis i was somewhere sick

Know how we get down & how we kick it,

Fat you know the business

Hand some up & down & up some

guns this shit got kinda wicked

Now i’m out in traffic by myself,

i don’t know who to trust

This Glock got my back,

draco with me clutching on every truck

Imma keep on smashin,

keep yo name alive & post you up

Bitches wanna fuck cuz im above my feelings, in my nuts

Swervin’ through the city in this Scat,

i got bout 50 on me

Opps tryna sick bitches on me,

Carbon it got bout 60 on it

Ever since i lost Tadoe,

been Crippin with the Kitchen Homie

Cold heart Crippin, Like im Gunna,

bitch im drippin on em

Trappin out a Vacant with no neighbor, tryna get it in

357 came with 8 shots, im tryna let off 10

The plug say he gon stop sending the bomb,

we keep stretchin his friend

Well little do he know,

His ahh next when soon as we meet again

Jakes done hit my phone,

like they just booked me for bout 20 racks

Chop that shit in half & send off a 10 he send me 20 back

The streets say we got ether, keep on droppin’

This shit here like crack & we the ones

who started slimin’ out with choppas in the scat

I know what it feel like, take this, make sure this pill right

3 to the chest, 1 to the neck, i bet that boy don’t heal right

I keep popping all these pills cuz i like what it feel like

& don’t that im slippin’,

try yo luck you gon get killed twice

Uh-Ohhh, here come Mr. Shiesty im who they can’t wait to see

Active im them streets,

when shit go down they quick to say its me

Waitin’ on my response,

but all i got to say it keep it G

Ain’t so sense in speakin’ on the dead but may he rest in peace

Can’t change what they feel like,

grab the drac, i dont feel right

Customizing Glocks like Call of Duty, What yo kills like?

Niggas havin’ secret smoke they don’t want to bring to the life

Ain’t putting them people in the biz,

but we chopped her the same night

Can’t compare us to them singing niggas, we the drill type

Been put down that basketball to go see what the field like

If i ever took from you before, i coulda did it twice

Creepin through the night,

im not a thief, but ill steal your life

You here that sound?

That mean that came from us

Fuck this rappin shit,

im quick as fuck to go get suited up

Its only 2 niggas that played with us,

but then they knew whats up

Every time we found out where they be,

we came through shootin’ it up, On god

& all you other niggas hoes,

strapped with the shell catchers, 38 & snub nose

I’m High speedin from helicopters,

Police tried to block the road

If i pull over today,

you might not see me till im old

BIG30 Allegations lyrics

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