Takerz Lyrics – Gnuk

Takerz Lyrics by Gnuk

Let it spray
Hop out the car broad day
I’m with some n#gg#s that gon’ pull up, let it spray
With some n#gg#s that gon’ hop up out that car broad day

Boy, you better run ’cause them shorties hopping out with Drac’s
They do this, hop out, hit n#gg#s in they face
I’m with some n#gg#s that gon’ pull up, let it spray
With some n#gg#s that gon’ hop up out that car broad day

Boy, you better run ’cause them shorties hopping out with Drac’s
They do this, hop out, hit n#gg#s in they face
RIP go dumb, leave him in the the lot, f#ck up his face
I ain’t gotta say his name but when he got the wheel, I know I’m safe

I’m ToHot, go dumb, man, get the f#ck up out my face
On the five with drums, yeah, we got ‘Za by the tray
Seven-six-twos break his bones, pop a Perc’ and now I’m gone
My n#gg# JC got two phones, call Scoom to ’em gone

He got his lo’, we at his home, D.O.A. right on the scene
I got purple on my jean, just pop two Perc’s, can’t feel a thing
Off the Addy, I be tweaking, shooting sh#t for no reason
Just like Madden, b#tch, we be blitzing

RIP’s, ain’t no missing, GTA, I’m on a mission
Buck off Perc’s, his #ss tripping
Hit the button and make it glitch
Me and my n#gg#s, we spinning, b#tch

I’m with some n#gg#s that gon’ pull up, let it spray
With some n#gg#s that gon’ hop up out that car broad day
Boy, you better run ’cause them shorties hopping out with Drac’s
They do this, hop out, hit n#gg#s in they face

I’m with some n#gg#s that gon’ pull up, let it spray
With some n#gg#s that gon’ hop up out that car broad day
Boy, you better run ’cause them shorties hopping out with Drac’s
They do this, hop out, hit n#gg#s in they face

Pull up making n#gg#s run from the fire out this gun
Seven-six-twos went through his lungs
Run so fast, you better not play
Hop out the back, folks blowing the Drac’

Gripping in the trenches, that’s how we play
n#gg# know that we Take Some Gang
Come around me and I’ll take your sh#t
Can’t get it back, man, your #ss a b#tch

Come through the block, your sh#t get flipped
Spin through the opps, they run through deeps
If his #ss fire, we empty the clip
Stand over him, that’s how we get

Catch—, hit all his sh#t
That’s what you get for capping, lil’ b#tch
Claiming you dissing, I dare you
Better lucky your momma ain’t hit

Catch lil’ dude, hit his #ss with the switch
Better stop thinking with y’all dick
We got the lo’, you n#gg#s not slick
Better lucky your momma ain’t hit

Catch lil’ dude, hit his #ss with the switch
Better stop thinking with y’all dick
We got the lo’, you n#gg#s not slick
I’m with some n#gg#s that gon’ pull up, let it spray

With some n#gg#s that gon’ hop up out that car broad day
Boy, you better run ’cause them shorties hopping out with Drac’s
They do this, hop out, hit n#gg#s in they face
I’m with some n#gg#s that gon’ pull up, let it spray

With some n#gg#s that gon’ hop up out that car broad day
Boy, you better run ’cause them shorties hopping out with Drac’s
They do this, hop out, hit n#gg#s in they face
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Gnuk Lyrics – Takerz

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