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letra de president 2 - 1mere

[intro]
{?} stop playing with these n-ggas
this that smoke they asking for
uh, uh, uh

[verse]
yeah i pop a whole lot of pills like i’m lil xan
any glock that was ever put to use, it ain’t never jammed
it could’ve been 20 of them n-ggas, i ain’t never ran
we done put them pounds in the air so they better land
why you keep on switchin’ when you shoot, this the better hand
you ain’t never stand over top, watchin’ bodies drop
you ain’t never apply enough pressure, til’ they coppin’ out
you know everything i do they d-ckeat causе i got the clout
i wouldn’t see the b-tch if she ain’t got hеr own f-ckin’ house
how you talkin’ like you slidin, you just run ya’ f-ckin’ mouth
yo [?] we up on them bodies, you know we ain’t runnin’ out

you know he ain’t never do this and he ain’t do that
you all hoppin’ out in all black, where his crew at?
uh, [?] i keep balenci’s, keep them k!llers with me
i could bring up dead homies but they got so many
why the f-ck you got them d-ckie’s, you ain’t got no bl!ck
why the f-ck you showin’ me thirty, b-tch we got that fifty
i ain’t show a lot of b-tches, i’m f-ckin’ with lil’ 60

my pants keep droppin’ cause the glock keep piling
i’m a fly young k!ller, i ain’t never need to stop it
and that diss got him shot, he ain’t even get acknowledged
i just hit a l!ck on a b-tch
i just hit a stain, with a brand new fn
press by [?] and they better check him in
i don’t know about what they talkin’ bout when they said they caught me lackin’
n-ggas d-mn near died the same day, we was in traffic
walk through my block without permission, that’s trespassing
he went behind the beware sign, got turned into ashes
a lot of glocks, a lot of shots, push-off from the opps
hit his top, he in the box, get caught without that uh
i don’t even drink the wok, but i f-ck with the codeine
new addition on the app now he on the {?]
i’m a heart breaker so you better not love me
the only thing i love is glocks, and blue cheese
i’m tryna creep up on an opp, with a blue beam
we done copped a couple dead bodies at a few scenes

hold on let’s get to it uh
you get caught around me if you ain’t thrown off and ruthless
they think that i won’t k!ll a n-gga, cause i do this music
go bet that bag, i’ll shoot it
we spin that block, get to it
we bombed up {?]

shots up, he fallin’, pick ya’ man the f-ck up
they said it;s over, he crawling, he got hit the f-ck up
they said he shot, he fallin’, he can’t get the f-ck up
they said it’s over, he crawling, it’s over

- 1mere

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