Test - Verified (feat. Rimzee) Lyrics

Lyrics Verified (feat. Rimzee) - Test



Woah
Shit going crazy ain′t it
Shit going crazy ain't it
Yekki on the beat
Verified
Niggas shoot you up until you paralyzed
They gone leave you on the scene You know they televise
A lot of pain A lot of pressure If they go collide
Make the women and the children Got to go inside
You gotta watch your back To just survive
These niggas press that button Then you die
On the low low I know know They gone try
They ain′t even peep that you beefing
They ain't know why
All this shit I seen it made me cold
All these bodies dropping on the road
You said you gonna get em back You still ain't go
Them niggas still walking round Untouched I hope you know
Next time you see em If you bout it Let it blow
Get robbed for freedom Kidnap niggas out they home
That money power Make respect come out the zone
And twenty thousand put a target on your home
I deal with killers on the regular for sho
I pay them niggas off around you They ain′t folk
Your momma calling out for Jesus Like she know em
Do dirt get dirt Just know You reap just what you sew
A Rollie watch a get everybody knocked off nigga that′s that
Niggas dying bout bling bling
You Can't wear it you can′t protect that
Another words You ain't bout that life
My nigga can′t Patek that
You gone have to drop a whole boatload on a nigga face to shake
Verified
Niggas shoot you up until you paralyzed
They gone leave you on the scene You know they televise
A lot of pain A lot of pressure If they go collide
Make the women and the children Got to go inside
You gotta watch your back To just survive
These niggas press that button Then you die
On the low low I know know They gone try
They ain't even peep that you
I′m fucking a bitch
Still answer the line
Show her so much dough
She ain't seen in her life
Cut the plug off the phone
Nigga keep changing the price
Still fly them whole
Louis stamps on the white
Gun filly Meek and AR
The whip Noizy Albania
Cut the white with razor
White raps Potter Paper
Oil like Kuwait
Hop out the coupe
Bitches on me like duvets
Ain't on joints shoot you and your boy
And I got more fire oi
Pepper the block peddling off
Extendos in the glock
Wild like west
Rimz ain′t from ends
I′m the ends
Push button we don't do keys
White boxes like furry
I′m in off white
Got it off white
Work the hood lizzy like foody
I link Ramz I like Faz
I sat down with Albanians
They was talking Lek droger
They had to help me translate it
Slim got dipped slinging yay
But he back different name
I link Nadz up in north
Damn I got bricks for days
Verified
Niggas shoot you up until you paralyzed
They gone leave you on the scene You know they televise
A lot of pain A lot of pressure If they go collide
Make the women and the children Got to go inside
You gotta watch your back To just survive
These niggas press that button Then you die
On the low low I know know They gone try
They ain't even peep that you beefing
They ain′t know why



Writer(s): Rimzee, Test


Test - Stop Playin' Wit Me 2
Album Stop Playin' Wit Me 2
date of release
31-03-2021




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