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letra de 3am - 1naives

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[intro]

(let me put you on with naives, that’s that real hood sh-t. on god)
(yuh) (slit)
(yuh) (slit)
(yuh) (slit)

(yuh)

(slit on top b-tch, stop playing wit us you already know what the f-ck goin on)

(yeah)

(oh yeah)

(its f-ckin’ slit gang n-gga)
(yuh, yuh)
(slit)

(yeah yeah, oh yeah)
(yeah yeah, oh yeah)

[chorus]

b-tch i’m in that field, so go far
(yeah)
b-tch i’m throwing bullets, got that scar
(yeah)

he is a broke ass n-gga, don’t got no pape he a r-t-rd
(yuh, huh)

b-tch i’m chillin wit da hoes, she wan suck me up she a p-rn star
(yeah)

i just came in with that red dot
(yeah)

ice on my wrist, make my wrist pop
(yeah)

she eat the d-ck, she get lockjaw
(yeah)

pull up wit k’s, we gone drop you off

catching dеse plays, like i’m randy moss

she want naivеs she know i’m a boss
(yuh)

came up, with my glock
(slit)
p-ssy ass n-gga, don’t want no problems

[verse]

if you got a problem, n-gga then solve it

p-ssy ass n-ggas, steady pocket watching

g-geeked all day, can’t stop it
(yuh)

pull out my glock, n-gga watch this
(yuh)

look at my wrist, what’s the time right now?
(time)

she a lil bop, she wan come around
(yeah)

i’m tryna f-ck, let me get another round
(oh yuh)

slit gang the biggest, we pass her around
(yuh, yeah)
[verse]

walk down, step up in my boots yuh
(oh yuh)

dis lil hoe tryna f-ck on the squad, who is you? yuh
(yeah)

i just went up off of jugging
(yuh)

she want me, i want the money
(yuh)

cap ass n-gga, always running
(slit)

we hit you with that glock, can’t duck no more
(slit)

pockets fat, my sh-t on go
(go)

yuh, i don’t f-ck these hoes
(hoes)

walk inna spot, she take off her clothes
(yuh)

huh, b-tch i’m in that field pass the rock right to my bro
(yeah yeah)

b-tch we getting cash you know how it is, you know how it go
(slit) (yeah, yeah yeah)

[chorus]

b-tch i’m in that field, so go far
(yeah)

b-tch i’m throwing bullets, got that scar
(yeah)

he is a broke ass n-gga, don’t got no pape he a r-t-rd
(yuh, huh)

b-tch i’m chillin wit da hoes, she wan suck me up she a p-rn star
(yeah)

i just came in with that red dot
(yeah)

ice on my wrist, make my wrist pop
(yeah)

she eat the d-ck, she get lockjaw
(yeah)

pull up wit k’s, we gone drop you off

catching dese plays, like i’m randy moss

she want naives she know i’m a boss
(yuh)

came up, with my glock
(slit)

p-ssy ass n-gga, don’t want no problems

if you got a problem, n-gga then solve it

p-ssy ass n-ggas, steady pocket watching

g-geeked all day, can’t stop it
(yuh)

pull out my glock, n-gga watch this
(yuh)

look at my wrist, what’s the time right now?
(time)

she a lil bop, she wan come around
(yeah)

i’m tryna f-ck, let me get another round
(oh yuh)

slit gang the biggest, we pass her around
(yuh, yeah)

[outro]

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