Lurkin lyrics
by 808 Melo
(Woo)
(808 Melo)
[Chorus]
Roll down your block and we lurkin' (Yeah)
Gun on me n*gga we purgin' (Yeah)
One thing for sure, two for certain (Yeah)
Fake n*ggas, they make me nervous, nervous, nervous (Frauds)
Roll down your block and we lurkin' (Yeah)
Gun on me n*gga we purgin' (Yeah)
One thing for sure, two for certain (Yeah)
Fake n*ggas, they make me nervous, nervous, nervous (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Hop on 'em, proceed the fi'
Keep shootin' until he die
These streets took so many guys
I used to sit up and cry
Put him in the [?]
I usе my conscious, movin' 'em smart
That sh*t just made me go hardеr
Not show what I'm makin' tomorrow
b*tches wanna make me involved
Told that b*tch she ain't my daughter
Don't even bother
Baby I see you tomorrow
I got to get to a dollar
Get to the cash, cash, cash
Tell 'em to make room
n*ggas be mad, mad, mad
I know they hate cho/you?
Cause I do what they can't do
Follow up, b*tch I break rules
Lil n*gga you ain't woo
I spin and you ain't shoot
n*ggas be jackin'
Stop with the fraud
Thinkin' [?]
She tell me she love me
He thought it was on me
[?] to runnin'
I find it funny
'Cause I was just bluffing
All facts, these n*ggas is all cap
Pull up on 'em in all black
All black, f*ck the treesh I won't call back
Leave her closed at the doorstep
Doorstep, pull up hop off the Corvette
Watch 'em take off like Offset
Offset, n*ggas ain't taking no check
Catch a opp and we off that (Gang)
[Chorus]
Roll down your block and we lurkin' (Yeah)
Gun on me n*gga we purgin' (Yeah)
One thing for sure, two for certain (Yeah)
Fake n*ggas, they make me nervous, nervous, nervous (Frauds)
Roll down your block and we lurkin' (Yeah)
Gun on me n*gga we purgin' (Yeah)
One thing for sure, two for certain (Yeah)
Fake n*ggas, they make me nervous, nervous, nervous (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Listen, since a kid I been the sh*t
No one, anything, can't leave no witnesses
Knock knock, open up, b*tch let me in this sh*t
'fore we get anywhere, he started killin' sh*t, gang
Get to the floor, soon as I kick down the door
Look at the score, n*gga we winnin' this war
Kill what it cause, n*ggas don't feel no remorse
Thinkin' the Josh?, I ain't got sh*t for this hoes
30k, I keep a dirty K , clip in this b*tch by whole 33
Heard of me, I know they heard of me
That's why they want to come murder me
Murder me, that don't occur to me
Make it the state of emergency
Tip of the murder scene
Get locked, keep me perjury (Gang)
[Chorus]
Roll down your block and we lurkin' (Yeah)
Gun on me n*gga we purgin' (Yeah)
One thing for sure, two for certain (Yeah)
Fake n*ggas, they make me nervous, nervous, nervous (Frauds)
Roll down your block and we lurkin' (Yeah)
Gun on me n*gga we purgin' (Yeah)
One thing for sure, two for certain (Yeah)
Fake n*ggas, they make me nervous, nervous, nervous (Yeah)
(808 Melo)