ฟังเพลงSteppas (Clean)

Steppas - Yo Gotti/Moneybagg Yo/42 Dugg/EST Gee/Mozzy/Blac Youngsta/CMG The Label

Lyrics by：Demario White/Dion Hayes/Eric Sloan/George Stone III/Indyah Mcalister/Liam McAllister/Mario Mims/Mateen Niknam/Sammie Benson/Samuel Gloade/Timothy Patterson

Composed by：Demario White/Dion Hayes/Eric Sloan/George Stone III/Indyah Mcalister/Liam McAllister/Mario Mims/Mateen Niknam/Sammie Benson/Samuel Gloade/Timothy Patterson

42 Dugg/Indyah：

30 on me I'ma cut a fool

Callin' all the steppers to the front

Get ready for the show ayy it's on

We always number one when s**t get thumped

They ain't think Ric was comin' home

Calling all the rangers to the front

Come on

Get ready for the show

Come on let's go come on let's go

I'm always number one I'm at the front

B***h

Now no one has to know

Moneybagg Yo：

Ah ugh ugh go

Step how you want me to step for you

Don't be no crash dummy

I ain't gon' tell you do nun' I wouldn't do

Nope

I'm just bein' a hunnid

Push for me the same way I push for you

In the street your credit good until it ain't

Facts

No snitchin' won't tell the truth

Sky blue coupe I drop the roof

Stretch

Bought a lil' puppy for my boo

Nah

You can see my s**t through the tint

Ask Johnny five thousand a tooth

Spanish b***h call me "Papi chu"

Free my lil' Doggie cut 'em loose

While they at it free Shiesty Pooh

Heavy steppin' on s**t like boots

Bagg

EST Gee：

Yeah ain't nobody know nothin' but n***as still told

Yo the real snow put half on it and it's still strong

Dresser searchin' through my dresser drawer all my pills gone

You did it first I came through

Did it worse so I don't feel wrong

Rico tried to warn me 'bout a cross over the jail phone

Sprayin' Magic on the envelope we put his mail on

Shirt off when I skrrt off need the Lamb' rose

Brodie was my friend when we was kids

We were sharin' clothes

Still give 'em a headstone n***a

42 Dugg/Indyah：

Calling all the rangers to the front

Step for me stretch sum'n

Get ready for the show

Let's go let's go

I'm always number one I'm at the front

Ah duh

Now no one has to know

Free Budd

Callin' all the steppers to the front

Step for me

Get ready for the show ayy

Stretch sum'n stretch sum'n

We always number one when s**t get thumped

Ah duh

Now no one has to know

Free Budd

42 Dugg：

Ayy I'm back b***h and I still like to smack s**t

Whack s**t might leave a couple up in Saks Fifth

F**k 'em if he ain't with me not the West

I'm from the East

Stretch sum'n and get up with me

You know that we pay our tabs

On the dash still droppin' fives

One of one I cop 'em fast

Track the car I'm speedin' n***a kill me 'fore I need a n***a

Who said we was even n***a

'09 I was readin' n***a

'010 I was leavin' n***a

If I said I changed believe it n***a

Yo Gotti：

Diamonds crazy you n***as fugazi

I ain't never been lazy

Count up the million hand for hand

Band for band gram for gram

I can go Cullinan for Cullinan

I can go Lamb' for Lamb'

I can go mansion for mansion I can go acres in land

I just bought a penthouse five million in Atlanta

Pull up in the valet in a Lemonhead Phantom

Yeah I'm big Gotti never sleepin' on the business

Wake up

Callin' all the gangsters to the front perfect attendance

Yup big

Gotti

42 Dugg/Indyah：

Calling all the rangers to the front

Step for me stretch sum'n

Get ready for the show

Let's go let's go

I'm always number one I'm at the front

Ah duh

Now no one has to know

Free Budd

Callin' all the steppers to the front

Step for me

Get ready for the show ayy

Stretch sum'n stretch sum'

We always number one when s**t get thumped

Ah duh

Now no one has to know

Free Budd

Blac Youngsta：

Steppin' on s**t free my n***a 42 we come blow you

Free the gang

Other n***as couldn't tote you too much bag

'Cause they backdoor you

Ain't no T.I. Lil Flip situation we beefin'

I h*e you

Blow your brains

I take out your whole bloodline like I'm supposed to

I don't know you

Gang gang

Spin the block knock the fans out the window

You hear the chop'

Woo

That's the mop set you up with a b***h

Look like Vivica Fox

P***y

He went for the plot so she took him down for a AP watch

Ice

Sliced him with a blade in his own crib

Make the neighbors watch

Mozzy：

Drop a ten we gon' box him in soon as she drop her pin

You know my money good tell lil' bruh "Lock that in"

Lock that in

Got to hand the 'migos passes you is not my kin

It's either death or jail with us this s**t is not gon' win

We steppin' modify the weapons

How the lines and steppers willin' to die behind their sections

Catch him that's a blessin' 'cause n***as ain't outside

You calculatin' the temp'

You must be out your mind free all the guys yeah

42 Dugg/Indyah：

Callin' all the steppers to the front

Get ready for the show

Let's go let's go

I'm always number one I'm at the front

Now no one has to know