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letra de moonrock - 21 savage

[verse]
eyes bloodshot, i’m smokin’ moonrock
you gon’ suck this d-ck until your jaw’s locked (jaw’s locked)
if it ain’t ’bout a bag, then my call drop (call drop)
i put my baby mama on call block (call block)
ten gold chains like i’m king tut’
back-ends and deposits, i got paper cuts (i got paper cuts)
i’m countin’ up a hunnid, get my d-ck sucked (get my d-ck sucked)
buy a ratchet ass stripper with a fake b-tt (fake b-tt)
i can sell crack and i can rap too (rap too)
when i buy a gucci shirt, i get the hat too (get the hat too)
i’m just another n-gga out the trap, foo
bought that b-tch a purse so she can hold my mac, foo
cruisin’ down the street in my phantom ghost (in my phantom ghost)
baby mama trippin’, so i slapped the hoe (i slapped the hoe)
went to the park to go and sell a deuce (sell a deuce)
p-ssy n-gga tried me so i start shootin’ (start shootin’)
blue lights behind me, d-mn, who can it be? (who can it be?)
woo, woo, the car county pd
you instagram gangsters, y’all are not hard (not hard)
them zone 6 n-ggas love pullin’ cards
red flag tatted ’round my extendo
i was fifteen pullin’ kick-doors
when i was thirteen, i took a n-gga nintendo
i used to skip school and smoke indo (indo)
you broke ass n-ggas smokin’ [?] pack
if i pull that chopper, you gon’ have a heart attack
all these f-ckin’ shows, got my pockets fat (my pocket fat)
i keep one in the head, ain’t no c-ckin’ back
slaughter gang, k!llin’ like sons of anarchy
your main b-tch, she gon’ suck the skin off me (skin off me)
i’m so f-ckin’ fresh it ain’t no lean on me
i bought a foreign then they screamin’ put some tint on me (tint on me)

- 21 savage

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