Digga D - Tore His Drip lyrics

The 3-2 holds five 44
Holds 6-10 more in the tourist clip
Pussyhole wanna talk his lip
But my head tek me let the tourist spit
Why's he talking slick?, my Crip
My black blade thick, done tore his drip
Hunch with a walking stick
Man I'm in a bad mind, stop talking shit
The 3-2 holds five 44
Holds 6-10 more in the tourist clip
Pussyhole wanna talk his lip
But my head tek me let the tourist spit
Why's he talking slick?, my Crip
My black blade thick, done tore his drip
Hunch with a walking stick
Man I'm in a bad mind, stop talking shit

Smoking a spinner ash dis tray
Man couldn't find him so I crashed his bae
Didn't boot it on the mains for my blade
Cos I blooded my Rambo
Please GB, you ain't slide
Getting run in the shop
Trade off 1 but 2 got shot
Plus got done in the shops
Shoulda droppеd, a coma, coma, coma
In the air, man love that aroma
Sound like a cat cah I savе him from ammonia
Man don't bust like Adrien Broner
Just need two in this dots like Sosa
You fucking piece of waste of space
You ain't ever caught you a case
Take CGM out your name
Can't rap if ain't got six on your blade
Ask two questions so you know it's my guys
Ask him if he's been jail more than twice
Ask him how much guys he's put on his knife
You ain't from CGM if it's less than five
Dark 44 but the 3-2's life
I just need one, I'll steal his life
(Take it, take it) i just let off some bine
I heard a yard man say "Jesus Christ"
(Jesus Christ)