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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
SleazyWorld Go
Stimme und Gesang
Offset
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Joseph Isaac
Texte
Kiari Cephus
Texte
Robert Lavar McCoy Jr.
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Rage Santana
Produzent:in
Eric Surratt
Mischtechniker:in
Joe Grasso
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Alec Ness
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Step one
You catch you a opp make sure you wet one
Step two
Never turn right until you left one
Glizzy nickname yoga how
Glock stretch 'em
**** say they steppas but couldn't pass when we test 'em
We be steppin', we be steppin', we be steppin', we be steppin' on shit
[Verse 1]
Shots hit his tummy
He paralyzed, he can't walk no mo
Wassaname got hit all in his shh
He can't talk no mo
Baghdad told me buy him the K
He don't want the Glock no mo
He said he don't want this bitch no mo
Fuck
[Verse 2]
We stay bending blocks
I think the opps tryna play hide and seek
We the ones seeking
They the ones hiding, it ain't hard to see
Chasing **** down
Drive-by who, we hopping out on feet
Lil' bitch, come eat
I ain't tryna talk
I stuffed her lips with meat
[Verse 3]
Look, I ain't tryna wife you
Bitch, I barely like you
Box who? I'ma just shoot
I ain't finna fight you
Switchy up'd
You see us in a fish bowl just know them switches tucked
Better be cool and be smooth, you thinking 'bout flipping us
[Chorus]
Step one
You catch you a opp, make sure you wet one
Step two
Never turn right until you left one
Glizzy nickname yoga how
Glock stretch 'em
**** say they steppas but couldn't pass when we test 'em
We be steppin', we be steppin', we be steppin', we be steppin' on shit
[Verse 4]
Step right
**** hit him first and hit his candle light
Walk 'em down, caught him at his bitch house, it's a body found
All I need is fifty rounds, with a switch it's like hundred rounds
Dead man, I just put a fifty on his headband
See, it's a Draco in this bitch, we ready for war like Pakistan
My best man, he just like Ginóbili, shoot with his left hand
**** ain't getting no get back when we spin, we got the top man
Top boy, actin' like you got bricks, you need to stop, boy
Hot boy, **** be talkin' that rah rah choppa stop noise
[Verse 5]
Shh, ain't no talkin' no mo
**** be talkin' like bitches, I pull out the switches, I bet he can't walk no mo
But he got caught at the light, he got hit wit the pipe and we uppin' the score some more
Play with the wrong ****, we started spankin' them ****, they ain't playin no more
I got a short temper, payin' for bodies but really nobody don't know, poppin' like you really 'bout it, let's go
I turn a opp to a pack and I smoke
[Chorus]
Step one
You catch you a opp, make sure you wet one
Step two
Never turn right until you left one
Glizzy nickname yoga how
Glock stretch 'em
**** say they steppas but couldn't pass when we test 'em
We be steppin', we be steppin', we be steppin', we be steppin' on shit
Written by: Joseph Isaac, Kiari Cephus, Robert McCoy