Текст песни Dizzy Devil - 22gz , Jdot Breezy

They say they want that old two
(Dubba-AA flexin') that suburban two
Walk up, drop off, run down
Never put that gun down
(This is the sound)

Walk up, blow his brains out (bop, bop, bop)
Spin at oppers, we takin' the same route (skrrt, skrrt)
Chasin' clout got that lil' nigga chased down (gang, gang, gang)
Why these niggas keep droppin' the rakes down? (Blicky, the blicky)

Wonder why they be trollin' they fans (rrah, rrah)
Spot an opp, I'ma hop out the van (gang, gang, gang)
I be prayin' the blicky don't jam (bop, bop, bop)
I can't go out like, I'd be damned (ha-ha), gang, gang, gang

Why these niggas keep droppin' the rakes?
And my stepper hop out, put a chop to the face (gang, gang, gang)
My lil' ooter, he won't leave a trace
If you cover your face, then they ain't got a case (boom, boom, boom)

Do a hit broad day, spin on the jakes
Caught an opp on his block, now it's covered in tape (boom, boom, boom)
He saw his blood, now he losin' his faith (rrah-rrah)
I don't think he gon' make it, he pissin' and shakin' (gang, gang, gang)

My shooter, a fast one and he Jamaican (blicky, the blicky)
He got a crash button, nigga crazy (grrt)
Spin in the stoley, brains all on the pavement (skrrt)
He get to tweakin' like somebody laced him (gang, gang, gang)

I'm a dizzy devil, I shoot, bro pedal (rrah, rrah)
Blicky in the sweater, purgin' in the ghetto (blicky, the blicky)
Shootin' out a seven series like I'm Mello (boom, boom, boom)
Peace treaty wit' a opp, I never settle (gang, gang, gang)

Stupid, is you dumb or what?
It's the streets, nigga, you got your gun or what? (Blicky, the blicky, the blicky)
Got a blicky, ain't no need to knuckle up (rrah, rrah, rrah)
Ask what happened to niggas for runnin' up (gang, gang, gang)

Crash him, he seein' flashes
Left him in traffic, he saw the gun, shoulda saw his reaction
Shouldn't've been lackin', Glock with attachment
Heard he got hit with the switch, did a backflip

Māthā, gon' crack it, get him a casket
Play the opp' music to cause a distraction (bop, bop, bop, bop)
Ooter's assassin (gang-gang), did it in fashion
Lurk on the other side, they got a passion

Two Gs in the back of the V, try and pull up on an opp, put 'em on a tee (man down, man down)
I'ma click 'til he fold up his feet (rrah-rrah-rrah)
Stand over his body, then get off the scene (bop, bop, bop)
Man down, he was thinkin' it's sweet (rrah, rrah)

Woke up, early mornin', actin' like a fiend (boom, boom, boom)
Then we flee (skrrt), they ain't see (skrrt), I been duckin', layin' low for weeks (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Nowadays, they killin' for the cheap, every day, they spinnin' out the week
Leave an opper leakin' in the street, I see dead niggas in my sleep

Walk up, blow his brains out (bop, bop, bop)
Spin at oppers, we takin' the same route (skrrt, skrrt)
Chasin' clout got that lil' nigga chased down (gang, gang, gang)
Why these niggas keep droppin' the rakes down? (Blicky, the blicky)

Wonder why they be trollin' they fans (rrah, rrah)
Spot an opp, I'ma hop out the van (gang, gang, gang)
I be prayin' the blicky don't jam (bop, bop, bop)
I can't go out like, I'd be damned (ha-ha), gang, gang, gang

Who gon' hop out the whip? (Yeah)
I got bro on my side and he watchin' the rip (he watchin' the rip)
And we lookin' for them, he was firin' in the blink of a second, I'm there
Real run down, you ain't goin' nowhere, fakin' now he got a hole in his cap
Ol' nigga with a switch, I'ma tap this bitch (frrt-frrt), man, I bet I don't miss, hit anythin' there

Got the tag on cam, it's stolen (yeah), opp block, nigga, know that we on it (ha-ha-ha)
We make a nigga pay for dissin' the homie (bitch), ridin' 'round with a .40 and a Draco on me (stupid)
Bag on his head, now a halo on him (halo), nigga, I ain't with the gangs, I ain't ever met Sonny
Die for the guys, nigga, die with your homies
It don't matter anyway, we gon' get down on 'em (get down on 'em)

Opp block dead, we gon' slide back 'round
Lambo', we the ones made the block get down (yeah)
Head in his lap, how an opp got found (bitch)
Face down, laid out with his brains on the ground (boom-boom)

Same shit then, this the same shit now, won't spare nobody, get caught out of bounds
Hit a nigga back up, now his head in the ground
If he get back up, we gon' shoot his ass down (shoot his ass down)
Blink and you dead or we waitin' you out
We gon' let 'em come out, then we takin' 'em down (down)

If we can't catch you, we come back again
Smokin' on who? We gon' shoot the blunt out your mouth
For murder, we hounds, we huntin' you down
Bro go catch a body, then he skippin' town (skippin' town)

He know that I got it, I paid the amount (paid the amount)
An opp pipin' up, we be knockin' 'em down (knockin' 'em down)
Spot an opp and you know what we do (hmm)
Pop out like peekaboo (hmm), nigga, we'll bang at your boo

Leave your brains on the shoe, he ain't gang, he fool, dumb bitch (yeah)
We be totin' 'em pipes, we'll take a nigga life like a motherfuckin' thief out lootin' (on God)
On an all night flight, got the Drac' and the bike
Tryna creep on a bitch ass nigga like you (pussy, dumbass boy)

Walk up, blow his brains out (bop, bop, bop)
Spin at oppers, we takin' the same route (skrrt-skrrt)
Chasin' clout got that lil' nigga chased down (gang, gang, gang)
Why these niggas keep droppin' the rakes down? (Blicky, the blicky)

Wonder why they be trollin' they fans (rrah, rrah)
Spot an opp, I'ma hop out the van (gang, gang, gang)
I be prayin' the blicky don't jam (bop, bop, bop)
I can't go out like, I'd be damned (ha-ha), gang, gang, gang

(This is the sound)