Never Did A Drill ft. Buddha Bear L’z Lyrics

If you ain't never did a drill, you shouldn't rap like it

Biggest

That nigga B ona Beat

Uhh-huuh

If you ain't never did a drill

You shouldn't rap like it

I heard you was a good kid, How is you that violent

When you in the presence of killas I heard you get silent

Don't let em trick you off the streets, cause this shit get violent

If you ain't never did a drill

You shouldn't rap like it

I heard you was a good kid How is you that violent

When you in the presence of killas I heard you get silent

Don't let em trick you off the streets, cause this sh1t get violent

He had A's and B's in school, but went to C-Dawg

I heard you holding on that shit that make the streets cough

Dawg asked Youngin what he need he said I need it all

Don't be a hero trying to die over shit that ain't yours

Youngin pistol-whipped the nigga

Take me to the vault

Dawg slapped the gun out of Youngin hand thinking he soft

Youngin pulled out gun number two, but this one went off

Hit him with a plain blank range, blew his shit off

This bitch hollering and screaming but Youngin ticked off

Aimed the pistol right at this bitch head, made this bitch talk

Told the bitch she do what he say, then the bitch walk

Bitch gave the combination to the safe then she opened it

He done got the bread, put two in her head, Youngin focusing

Stupid ass bitch

I bet you never think with hope again

Everybody calling him up, cause now Youngin looking like the man

Week later, all you see is free Youngin on the gam

If you ain't never did a drill

You shouldn't rap like it

I heard you was a good kid how is you that violent

When you in the presence of the killas I heard you get silent

Don't let em trick you off the streets, cause this shit get violent

If you ain't never did a drill

You shouldn't rap like it

I heard you was a good kid, how is you that violent

When you in the presence of the killas I heard you get silent

Don't let em trick you off the streets cause this shit get violent

Stop the cap Lil nigga, you ain't really like that

You ain't never slid down and tried to tap a n1gga hat

Matter of fact, you ain't never told the n1gga give me that

Break it off and don't move before I blow your head back

Once your ass get killed, boy it ain't no coming back

Now his ass in the grave, they left him smoking like a pack

I can't let these n1ggas take me, so I'm rhyming with baby A

Why would I f1ck with a n1gga who put the b1tch before the pape

Rhyme, rhyme with apes and snakes, that'll smoosh you like a grape

23 with 22, leave him holy in the face

Baby, get up off your knees, cause I'm tryna break the bank

He move wrong, I let it sneeze, I had to bless him with a K

Now I'm smoking moon rock, three-five to the face

Keep 21 on me, that's Tim Duncan on the waist

If you ain't never did a drill, go on head past the A

Pass that b1tch a baby bro, he gon' spray like it's meths