DROP DEAD

(Beatte Furkan digga, digga, digga, digga)

Yeah, yeah
Drop, drop dead
I love all my choppas but I'm a lead-head
DGK my boy but I got my street cred'
Ridin' in a tank, I'ma leave 'em on the tread
Yeah, yeah

Drop, drop dead
I love all my choppas but I'm a lead-head
DGK my boy but I got my street cred'
Ridin' in a tank, I'ma leave 'em on the tread
Yeah, yeah

Drop out, whippin' out the mop out, uh (yeah, yeah)
Get him out the picture like a crop out, uh, yeah
Pull up to the scene, I like to pop out, uh, yeah
(VV on my neck, yeah, rock out)
Yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's a stomp out (stomp out)
Yeah, you ain't really 'bout what you talk 'bout (talk 'bout)
Yeah, I can see you flеxin', what you got now, uh?
Yeah, see you in my city, oh, you hot now, uh, yeah?

Yeah, yeah
Drop, drop dead
I love all my choppas but I'm a lead-head
DGK my boy but I got my street cred'
Ridin' in a tank, I'ma leave 'em on the tread
Yeah, yeah

Drop, drop dead
I love all my choppas but I'm a lead-head
DGK my boy but I got my street cred'
Ridin' in a tank, I'ma leave 'em on the tread
Yeah, yeah

Her günüm yeni bi' kriz, ey
Bu yolun sonu hapis, ey
Hayatım masada risk, ey
Yine sek alırım viski
Familyan yakalar frizbi
Bipolar maçolar frengi
Anırıp olamaz dengim
Ama sanıyo kendini devrim, ya
Aşırı dozda PR'dan ahmak girdin borca, ey, ya
Adamın aklı kiralık alıyo beyni bolca free, ya
Elinde katana furkan digga ve götüne sok'cak denyo
Drop, drop dead yo fake

Drop, drop dead
I love all my choppas but I'm a lead-head
DGK my boy but I got my street cred'
Ridin' in a tank, I'ma leave 'em on the tread
Yeah, yeah

Drop, drop dead
I love all my choppas but I'm a lead-head
DGK my boy but I got my street cred'
Ridin' in a tank, I'ma leave 'em on the tread
Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Beatte Furkan digga, digga, digga, digga)