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Bro want some beef, he suicide, go hang That nigga ain’t got no money he [?] Put my scope on a choppa, it’s longrange She’ll put that pussy on me just throwin’ it Like i got some bounce, yea i’m gettin’ on that I got some talent, so I gotta hone that Her test gon' bomb him up like some cognac My bitch couldn’t walk since she got a blown back Turn yo’ shit down you gotta tune that I ran off with yo’ money, he gotta own that He ran up on my friend, he got a toe tag I damn near slapped her face, tryna throw a threat That could be him next time we throw back Mind her dumb ass lisp, she was drunk as hell I'll givе you these [?], bitch no roses Yеah get a green card, nigga gettin’ too cozy I seen that boy, like he in a collin Real bad bitch, they only eat bone-in I know some haters and niggas been rodent Shawty in love she talkin’ about im goated I get high as fuck, yeah, just like I'm Odin I need a whole garbage truck just too hold this So much money its coming in loads That boy couldn't hide ‘fore i was wipin’ his nose That boy a [?], covered in [?] Letras de cancionesI fucked his hoe, he already know I pop out it’s crazy, thats far as it goes No problem [?], thats part of the joke You ridin’ on dick, yeah nigga you gay Boy why you actin’ like my bitch, you crazy You was shootin' up houses, got sent too Satan Yea i gotta new bag now, so elated Got real deal [?], and y'all got baited I counted up 10 racks, she went crazy [?], oh you lazy Get up on a nigga, he thought it was Daisy And we pulled up on the ops, they thought it was Stacy Now that nigga tryna run, yea bro a lil’ hasty And they send me to the trap, now police tryna take me And I took a lil nap, ‘cause the police tried to lace me Bro want some beef, he suicide, go hang Put that scope on the choppa, it’s longrange Nigga ain’t got no money he [?] She’ll put that pussy on me just throwin’ it Like i got some bounce, yea i’m gettin’ on that I got some talent, so I gotta hone that Her test gon' bomb him up like some cognac My bitch couldn’t walk since she got a blown back Boy turn your shit down, you gotta tune that I ran off with yo’ money, he gotta own that He ran up on my fam, he got a toe tag I damn near slapped her face, tryna throw a threat That could be him next time we throw back Mind her dumb ass lisp she was drunk as hell I'll give you these [?], bitch no roses Yeah get a green card, nigga gettin’ too cozy I seen that boy, like he in a collin Real bad bitch, they only eat bone-in I know some haters and niggas been rodent Shawty in love she talkin’ about im goated I rolled up a bliz' she talkin about she floated Im strokin’ her, long dick, [?] Pulled out, taked it nutted in her mouth she a soldier She a eater, in love with the gang, she a go-er And i beat her, im rollin’ up right 'bout to blow her Put a nigga on a tee, hit his ass with the sword You gon’ die by that bitch if you live by the sword And im eating her ass like a apple or pork Just cause i need me [?] My nigga off percs [?] [?] Like you tryna bring a bass to shore Whole street scared lookin' like a tad insecure [?] I dont care if I was korean nigga, I ain’t ask for [?] Go head be pussy, niggas be cats for sure Nigga like [?] ask for [?] [?] And yo' plug ran off, nigga actin up [?] attract my whore Fuck From Letras Mania