B-Lovee, YOVNGCHIMI – Tiro Lyrics

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Verse 1
Que lo que, what’s the word?
Que tu hace, what we doin’?
We spot a opp, get to shootin’
But do ‘em like Wasca, what we boomin’
We makin’ movies, so don’t walk up
Niggas hidin’ and shit, they ain’t stupid
Pop out the cut, how we do it
He don’t got no drills, but he make good music
Like, she tryna come to my casa
‘Cause she tryna give me that culo
And it’s still “Free Flocka” out the you know
Hit and quit it, we can’t fall for no group ho
I’m the one, number uno
Just havin’ fun, let a few go
Hit it good, make her scream Papi Chulo
.40 flip a nigga like a Sumo

Chorus
When we on that block, tiro
Niggas hidin’ and shit when he sendin’
When we catch a opp, tiro
Shot from the Glock got ‘em limpin’
Niggas be actin’ like Deebo
He don’t see what I see, though
Shooter wit’ me and I call him Carlito

Tiro
Grrah, tiro
Tiro

Verse 2
I’m too crafty, like, who wanna see that
I keep it on me, I don’t need a b-bag
We like 4 deep, we got three straps
Shorty on me, throw that thin’ back
One of the bros be the watchout
If we catch a opp, he get clocked out
Bullets hit hard, that’s a knockout
We say ‘tiro, then let a shot out
He act bad, then I’m backin’ him down
And then after that, ain’t no gettin’ up
There go my cup, pass me my soda
Pour up that lean, ‘cause I can’t get enough
And she used to move wocky
Hit it from the side, got her callin’ me Papi
Get to the money, these niggas broke
And this is for all the opp niggas that watch me

Chorus
When we on that block, tiro
Niggas hidin’ and shit when he sendin’
When we catch a opp, tiro
Shot from the Glock got ‘em limpin’
Niggas be actin’ like Deebo
He don’t see what I see, though
Shooter wit’ me and I call him Carlito
Outro
Tiro
Grrah, tiro
Tiro
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B-Lovee, Luh Tyler – Gang Gang Lyrics

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B Lovee – Don’t Chang

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Don’t Change Lyrics

Intro
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, ah
5ive Music

Chorus
I can’t fold ’cause I know that they need me
Free DayDay, he not for the PD
Spinnin’ block after block, call it repeat
Up the dot, put the dot on his figi
Let ‘em know, I scream, “Everything dead”
I lost bro, I see everything red
Fuck a phone, I swear everything fed’ (Federal)
Me all alone, got me stuck in my head
Why they hate? Let me know ‘cause it hurt
Everyday, tell myself it get better
If he play, I put two in his shirt
‘Cause you know the FN be light as a feather
My shawty keep wipin’ his nose, it get slime
But you know we ridin’ together, we slidin’ together
Be on timing wherever
And that shittin’ off like we slidin’ forever

Verse
I lost bro, I can’t stop now
Tell me a reason to go put this Glock down
Stand in my way, that’s on bro, he get knocked down
Hang out the V, tryna blow his whole block down
New ice, it might fuck up the weather
He tryna box, throw a shot through the sweater
He got knocked and start bitin’ the cheddar
Treat her nice, I ain’t wifin’ no beggar
For one night, that’s my wife
With her knees, she like Megan
Lookin’ nice, just my type
Just like that, what she sayin’
Hit her in the back, let her know I ain’t playin’
Got him runnin’ laps even though I ain’t spray it
And I’m just tryna know what he sayin’
BigDieY, put a opp on the pavement
Throw a shot if he hop, won’t stop
Throw a shot after shot ‘til he drop
I done been through the storm
Niggas know how I rock
Fuck a storm, I still post on the block
Diamonds cold, had to double the socks
Shit get tact’ so its one in the top
Look at me now, I could buy me a Glock
Look at me now, I might bop me a opp
Chorus
I can’t fold ‘cause I know that they need me
Free DayDay, he not for the PD
Spinnin’ block after block, call it repeat
Up the dot, put the dot on his figi
Let ‘em know, I scream, “Everything dead”
I lost bro, I see everything red
Fuck a phone, I swear everything fed’ (Federal)
Me all alone, got me stuck in my head
Why they hate? Let me know ‘cause it hurt
Everyday, tell myself it get better
If he play, I put two in his shirt
‘Cause you know the FN be light as a feather
MY shawty keep wipin’ his nose, it get slime
But you know we ridin’ together, we slidin’ together
Be on timing wherever
And that shittin’ off like we slidin’ forever

Outro
Grrah, my shawty keep wipin’ his nose ‘cause he slime
And we ridin’ together
It get tact’ so we flockin’ together
That’s my baby and we ridin’

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