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letra de 6 ringz freestyle - 100 otd

[intro]
bap, stop lyin’

[verse]
you’re claimin’ that you’re riding for me, n-gga, when you know you’re not
i’m still havin’ flashbacks from them shootouts in them parkin’ lots
i don’t smoke in cars no more ’cause my n-ggas done parked a lot
swear i’m losin’ it, i lost my n-ggas and they all i got
like, get up out my face, they say the love is real, i know it’s not
empty out the glock, i won’t trust you and the back door’s locked
we just got the drop, campin’ out until we get him cropped
it was twelve o’clock, got the call, i swear that my heart drop
that’s why i move mean, on my err, getting n-ggas shot
broski got codeine in his cup, we don’t take no shots
whеn i’m smokin’ dead, i don’t wheeze, i don’t evеn cough
when i go ot, i don’t leave ’till i get it off
i’m still in all black, kicked in the back, it’s like a f-ckin’ goth
if he’s movin’ crazy, wipe him down just like a f-ckin’ cloth
(my n-ggas got it poppin’ in the party, she like “oh, my gosh”)
plottin’ on me? n-gga, is you stupid? who you tryna cross?

- 100 otd

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