Locsta G - Crash

Akz on the beat

On them opps crashing (Merciless rrrrrr)
Opps be dashing (Uh, woo)
Bouncing a bimmer (That's what I'm talking about)
Crashing the opp block (Crash)

Getting to crash crashing (Uh, woo)
Way that my homies be dancing
Got no passion, pull it blast it

Getting to crash crashing (Uh, woo)
Way that my homies be dancing
Got no passion, pull it blast it

Your brand new whip is a dinger
Opps gotta smoke, cause we will linger
Fighting every fucking day gotta be bigger
808 Bust them up well thats bigger

There is no sucker to challenge
There is no one who's more savage
All I fucking do is damage
Body bags filling my baggage

Crashing motherfucker dumping them all
Pull out the draco, and you know it's war
Where am I? Can't you see at the door
Fucking them up, lay them down on the floor

Lay them down sauce them
Making me cold hearted
Better watch out when you talk about me
Raging and dancing on a party

Filling the water into the cattle
Up in the middle, you know you're little
Killing them all, cause I'm the shadow
Moving like Pop, moving like Jagger
Punching like Mike, killing like Jackal
I'm on attack, they gotta back up
I'm invincible, winning the battle
Digging a grave, and you know it's shallow

Killing them all you know I'm dumping
Motherfuckers dont stop fronting
These opps dont know hunting
Filling up my pocket, I got hundred
And I'm chasing, while they running
I'll be popping, I'll be plugging
Yeah wait for me and im coming
Got the IED, and im hunting

On them opps crashing (Merciless rrrrrr)
Opps be dashing (Uh, woo)
Bouncing a bimmer (That's what I'm talking about)
Crashing the opp block (Crash)

Getting to crash crashing (Uh, woo)
Way that my homies be dancing
Got no passion, pull it blast it

Getting to crash crashing (Uh, woo)
Way that my homies be dancing
Got no passion, pull it blast it

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Locsta G

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