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letra de rell flow - 1800rell

[intro]
1800!….
1800rell (ughhh)

uhuhuh ? lol

yeah, we here again

[chorus]
[honcho]
don’t you stare again, n-gga, knock the smile off your face
i ain’t bout to joke with no n-gga, i ain’t bout to play with no kid, play with no child
act a fool, yeah, get wet and wild
[verse]

n-gga ridin’ down the ave just to see something, i got a -uh- on my line, he can’t spell nothing
n-gga hit him with that hit, hit him with that fent, strike strike, n-gga hit him with that b-tch
put a dog on ’em, him ’em with that vic, he was happy when i hit him with that stick

ay, i do magic, huh, b-tch, you threw acting, phew, kicked her out, she threw saggin’, huh, boy, i threw mag in
swing around the corner, drop a hundred shots, right on the block, i seen two opps
hood around the corner, got it in, once again, n-gga hoed three, off a c, that’s a bin

[?], still rip you out that, kizzo, big ass bullets, n-gga, hit your f-ckin’ kinfolk
tеar the roof off, tear the cеiling off, huh, hit your tires out till your [?] off
knock your cheekbone, knock your [?] off, you can’t hear nun’ cuz the air off, n-gga

yeah, it’s getting hot, a lotta n-ggas dropping, a lotta bodies getting dropped (rip)
a lot of red pops getting popped, n-gga, hit him with the wocky with the sealed top

huh, n-gga, what you gone do to me? she got me to the room, she did sum’ to me
i think she took my mind, she sucked out of me, she then took my whole soul, she f-cked out of me
ooh, she a stuffer, she a lover, hit her from the back, she a creamer, she a cummer
you ain’t hit her for nothing, i’ve run for three summers, n-gga i’m a motherf-cking 1800 gunner

huh, big pints of red, big bags of blues, big shots of orange, moo the fool
five for the loub’s, nine for the tool, you can’t stop me; boujee and i’m rude
i’ll act a fool, right now, turn the lights down, i’m the man, right now, right now
lay the ice down, pipe down, and turn the lights down, in the club, i’ll start a brawl, b-tch, lets fight now
i’m on go, you can’t stop me, i’ll beat the f-ck out of yo ass like i’m rocky
n-gga, these ain’t dreads, b-tch, these black takki’s, n-gga can’t stop me, push me, nor sock me, n-gga
ain’t no n-gga bump-pass me, brush my shoulder, n-gga, my heart getting colder
real devil, real heatseeker, real beat n-gga, real skeechy-ass-hot-n-gga, young n-gga, wild, dumb, and [?]

suicide, b-tch, yeah, all that, you can’t get your f-ckin’ dog back, hit his ass in the whip, what you call that?

[chorus, outro]

don’t you stare again, n-gga, knock the smile off your face
i ain’t bout to joke with no n-gga, i ain’t bout to play with no kid, play with no child
act a fool, yeah, get wet and wild

n-gga ridin’ down the ave just to see something, i got a -uh- on my line, he can’t spell nothing

- 1800rell

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