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letra de beatbox - 019rekko

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i be i be i be deep up in my feelings since they knocked my mans off
ain’t no thugging beef knock his fam off
ain’t no running from me, run his ass down
dont know who caught that body
they shouldn’t smash that

verse 1:

b-tch i be riding around with 2 chops
thug life no 2pac
im sick of whos not
lil reko got that juice now, walk down we skied up
up that b-tch won’t freeze up
kamala young and now we spinned it he ain’t he even buss
seven seats two stuffed in the chamber b-tch could stop a bus
they trying to say that was my team but it wasn’t even us
them p-ssy b-tches caught me lacking only hit me once
how the f-ck you let off about 30 only hit me once
my get back gang gonna fish you
we blowing straps not whistles
my youngeen should zipped him
bet you won’t see next christmas
we shoulda zipped you sister
put that hoe in the twister
but i ain’t even zipped her
the measles was gonna miss em’
verse 2:
im clutching the 40′ in the car bed
??? better take that as a warning
my young n–gas with it they go to the house come back with the b-tch in the morning
(look) 2 twenty threes wit me
{?} get hit in you head my young n–gas do it for free
i did this sh-t on my own (my own)
(no we dont talk on the phone yeah)
these n—as be ratting these n–gas being steppin these n—as be clones (no cap)
four wagon these want a phone
im on my way now smoking on summer now they come to hate
but if they textin we gotta take it
these n–gas no we ain’t really got no patience
hit em up now he a patient
we do this sh-t on the daily run up a sack and trying to move to jamacia yeah

- 019rekko

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