Protest Lyrics – BIG30 is the latest English song which produced by DJ KJ (Producer). Protest Lyrics are written by BIG30.
Protest Song Details:
| Song: | Protest |
| Singer: | BIG30 |
| Produced by: | DJ KJ (Producer) |
| Lyrics: | BIG30 |
Protest Lyrics
See I’ll really (Blrrrd) get on some (KJ let the beat knock) fuck everybody shit nigga, any (Blrrrd, blrrrd) nigga can get it, nigga
I don’t wanna hear (Blrrrd) shit, nigga, (Blrrrd) I don’t wanna talk (Blrrrd, blrrrd), I ain’t never wanna talk, nigga
And you know we stand on all 10, step with a motor, nigga
And they know I’ll feet hurt nigga, free my nigga
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Aye, blrrrd
Them members ain’t duckin’ no wreck (No wreck)
Ain’t no way you looking for me, catch me where your hoe at (Your hoe at)
Forty bottles sent to my section, that got your hoe wet (On God)
And that’s just to pop shit while I sip Wock’ po’ out the Moët (On God)
Aye, where that dope at? (That pack)
I been that nigga back in school, fucked my teacher at fourteen (At fourteen)
Don’t give no fuck about no hoе, nod off quick and I slow text (Facts)
Can’t just say you my bitch first the hoe gotta pass thе throat test (The throat test)
Steady screaming, “Free Shiesty”, like I’m tryna start a protest (Lil’ protest)
Don’t try me I come from that block (That block)
Hey, my name BIG30, but I tote none less than 60 shots (That Glock)
I just hit ’em with the switch, don’t touch that (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd), boy that glizzy hot
Caught a back shot from that Drac, know them 6.2’s left that boy pissy hot (He hot)
Po’d a eight with Uncle Dre (Wock’, Wock’, Wock’, Wock’), but I call that boy Uncle Drank
Bought all the Bape in the store ’cause I buy a pint everyday (Wock’, Wock’)
What’s a hunnid’ racks times thirty? The answer in my bank (It is)
Ain’t never need a gang just to turn up by myself I’ma crank (Them M’s)
Aye, blrrrd (Blrrrd), by myself I’ma crank (Crank)
Ain’t never needed gang for shit, by myself I’ma blank (I’ma blank)
Nigga say I’m a walking lick, try your luck with a tank (I bet you ain’t)
‘Cause I’ma blow that’s off the rip (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd), turn your ass to some dank
Hit a nigga block walk down on a nigga (Walk, walk, walk), big .308,
put a switch on a nickel (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
And I be on the block with them pounds dismiss ’em,
twenty racks on your head, BIG30 gonna get him (Go get ’em)
A whole lot of money and a whole lot of killers (Big killers)
A whole lot of bodies big nuts big pistol (No pistol)
Turn ’em to a pack, throw the gun in the river, add a nigga to the sco’ (Aye),
that was us we killed ’em (Let’s go)
Bitch, we trap hard, we ain’t doing no fraud (No way)
Crack me a four fo’ I crack me a card (Okay)
Shiesty on the way and he coming out hard (Blrrrd, on the way)
Nigga play crazy and he back on the yard (On the yard)
Free Murda Murda, he rockin’ the pod (The pod)
Shank in his draw, so it’s shots in the pod (On God)
Got a choppa that’s louder than Nene (Blrrrd),
but that hoe (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd) the same size as the lil’ rod
(KJ let the beat knock)
Big Blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd