Hit or Miss (Freestyle)
Charisma & Marz Drippy
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GDM Nigga I Gotta move tact when I'm in the hood cuz I know da ops watching like Patek Niggas can't stop the rain, my niggas put in pain We put a bitch nigga on his neck Ain't talking bout swiping but these niggas frauds, they only actin tough on the net We leave em open when they got da rock, I swear them niggas was never a threat Hold on, listen We ain't the same I'm different I'm getting loud so you hear that I'm gifted I had to switch up the Cade no pistons Look money keep talking, ya young to hearing I'm too grown I needa keep mine in full Ion do loans Drippy & me are the kings we need two thrones Blowing up yea I hadda get 2 phones We pull up take a piss on his tombstone Doing drills I ain't talking 3-2 zone Took his watch and that bitch was a two tone Niggas know I'm the man with a plan I'll slap a nigga is you stupid Better pray that stick don't jam Only hang around niggas that's ruthless Gun on my hip they gon fear me now Nah my presence enough You gon respect just whatever i do Whether hitting the stu or it's keeping tucked But cuzzo is bringing that hitter quick And we code name it Dame cuz the shit is just hit or miss (Bitch) Caught em lacking we hit a lick And they pop out & slicing a nigga no Hidden Mist I call the Draco foreplay (Why) cuz my finger be itching to blow I call the glock Kobe (Why) that nigga got hit in his fro Opps down bad that's 4 in a row Pull up to telly, 5 foreign hoes Bitch getting horny, shorty tryna go She only get litt, casamigos Girls that I f*ck with & niggas that im cool with Shit not once are they playing my songs But they would just smile in my face when we out at a place And acting like none of its wrong Well f*ck you nigga it's nothing to say I keep it calm but you chumps in the way Only the times that you paying me mind If I talk about shooting and driving a wraith The f*ck what you scale I ain't losing my weight Bitch you better pipe down fore' we shoot up the place Be missing the past Like I'm diming her late Cloud 9 taking 5 shots facing two eighths F*ck seeing him tomorrow Let's hop him today Send em to the lord, send em to the gates Ain't gon talk Ion conversate How you on the timing but you coming late Prayers for his dog, nigga running tact He went for a walk, he ain't coming back Sorry for your loss, shit is getting real Women getting shot, niggas getting killed I was taught a lot, I ain't never feel I was told to get the bag I need the mill All these niggas dying, leaving mommas crying Niggas disappearing, David Copperfield Bitches do the most just to cop a feel Going back and forth, FIFA soccer field Imma get the mask, Imma get the steel Send him to his god, let em see the real Imma hit the nigga, Imma hit em too Now he getting hopped, f*ck he gonna do Where that nigga at saw him on his block If the nigga dash, then he getting popped (Popped) (Popped)
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Written by: Chris Whyte, Marsten Davis Jr.
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