2THECRIB Lyrics – Spikes
Singer: Spikes
Title: 2THECRIB
Got a choppa shawty, hit you in yo face
I got four body count, I’mma still beat the case
Runnin quick with a bat, smash his skull like a vase
He still sippin on that purple drank, he don’t know that it’s laced
I got shootas on shootas like a totem pole, crack his skull
Ask me if I’m strapped, I’m still totin poles, shawty boring
She keep sayin LOL
I go crazy with a choppa when the perfect time comes
Got extendo on my barrel and I’m rockin with a drum
I got mags on mags on mags
Steady makin racks on racks on racks
Talkin big, catchin all these hands on hands on hands
Shawty call your mans, yo mans, yo mans
Pull up wit a mac, let it spray
Pull up to the crib
You gon pull up to the crib [Run up, catch these hands
He won’t pull up to the crib
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