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J4 Krazy - Takeoff, Pt. 3 (feat. Jdot Breezy) Lyrics



J4 Krazy - Takeoff, Pt. 3 (feat. Jdot Breezy) Lyrics
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I came back to terrorize you case you thought that i was gone
I put my hand out where the bricks at he dont move i move the chrome
Delete that nigga DNA gone f*ck up all his chromosomes
F*ck them goofies cause they losing think bout all they niggas gone
J4 catch that nigga walking this on gang wont make it home
And i been getting to they money i been f*cking all they hoes
Wont never let no pussy set me this on bro that pussy ghost
Yeah he talk a lot i shoot a lot lets see who finna fold
Aint no ding dong or no knock knock you know J4 kick the door
I chase that nigga down the street and then i tweak and burn my clothes
I live this life like its a movie think i did this shit before
About my bread i heat that nigga f*ck the trigger till he toast
And i be rolling i be tweaking i be geeking i be gone
We at your house lets get into it since you tweaking on ya phone
Post in the shadows with my mask on with this rifle by your door
Gone act a ass just smash the gas soon as i get back to the road
An on my good day rob his ass gone make me mad he say he broke
I swing the pole and break his nose
It overheat f*ck letting go f*ck head to head f*ck toe to toe
Im just gone cut that nigga throat
And its little Jdot and little J4 bout to snatch that nigga soul
Where he pop out we on route Jaq using 2 hands when he blow
Blick in his mouth he wanna shout so now he speechless and he gone
Your niggas gas just pass his ass they got me rolling up this dope
Get on his ass he gone be mad i slang that K and stand on 4
(Jdot Breezy)
Chase that nigga ass down i want his brains all in the street
He caught 4 for me and 3 for you nigga just follow me
Telling bro to mash the gas we dont stop for no police
She like Jdot be my mans but on the low that hoe a freak
Smoking all these dead niggas to high i cant feel my feet
I got my pistol in my hand while that bitch sucking my meat
My clip dont hold no 34 bitch im rocking with 33
Raloway bitch rest up Jay and im banging that NHG
You want smoke with him its smoke us, nigga its smoke with me
You know little bro be in the cut and he wacking niggas for me
We be free styling them hits my niggas wacking shit for free
Wanna be down with Raloway go and catch a body for me
That bitch exotic she do molly call Auggie he bang threes
You know little bro shit bro be wyling he make you famous for me
We got them 6 like we play hockey they banging we play for keeps
Up with the glock knock off his noggin we stank him for playing with me
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I came back to terrorize you case you thought that i was gone
I put my hand out where the bricks at he dont move i move the chrome
Delete that nigga DNA gone f*ck up all his chromosomes
F*ck them goofies cause they losing think bout all they niggas gone
J4 catch that nigga walking this on gang wont make it home
And i been getting to they money i been f*cking all they hoes
Wont never let no pussy set me this on bro that pussy ghost
Yeah he talk a lot i shoot a lot lets see who finna fold
Aint no ding dong or no knock knock you know J4 kick the door
I chase that nigga down the street and then i tweak and burn my clothes
I live this life like its a movie think i did this shit before
About my bread i heat that nigga f*ck the trigger till he toast
And i be rolling i be tweaking i be geeking i be gone
We at your house lets get into it since you tweaking on ya phone
Post in the shadows with my mask on with this rifle by your door
Gone act a ass just smash the gas soon as i get back to the road
An on my good day rob his ass gone make me mad he say he broke
I swing the pole and break his nose
It overheat f*ck letting go f*ck head to head f*ck toe to toe
Im just gone cut that nigga throat
And its little Jdot and little J4 bout to snatch that nigga soul
Where he pop out we on route Jaq using 2 hands when he blow
Blick in his mouth he wanna shout so now he speechless and he gone
Your niggas gas just pass his ass they got me rolling up this dope
Get on his ass he gone be mad i slang that K and stand on 4
(Jdot Breezy)
Chase that nigga ass down i want his brains all in the street
He caught 4 for me and 3 for you nigga just follow me
Telling bro to mash the gas we dont stop for no police
She like Jdot be my mans but on the low that hoe a freak
Smoking all these dead niggas to high i cant feel my feet
I got my pistol in my hand while that bitch sucking my meat
My clip dont hold no 34 bitch im rocking with 33
Raloway bitch rest up Jay and im banging that NHG
You want smoke with him its smoke us, nigga its smoke with me
You know little bro be in the cut and he wacking niggas for me
We be free styling them hits my niggas wacking shit for free
Wanna be down with Raloway go and catch a body for me
That bitch exotic she do molly call Auggie he bang threes
You know little bro shit bro be wyling he make you famous for me
We got them 6 like we play hockey they banging we play for keeps
Up with the glock knock off his noggin we stank him for playing with me
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Writer: Jacourey Rivers, Joshua Powell
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