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letra de ppp - 24lik & 392 lil head

[intro]
(kane, let these n-ggas know what’s up)
24 sh-t

[verse 1: 392 lil head]
young n-gga, but my b-tch thirty
gave shots out the ‘vette before a big30 (f-ck blrrrd)
she wanna f-ck and give me face, well, b-tch, hurry (come on)
you got that clean-ass glock, go get that b-tch dirty
just slammed in your b-tch p-ssy like a ddt
i just got a pit clipped like edd
i just bought three pints, yeah, ppp
just got some food off a punch, not ebt
n-ggas try to ho the wave, then ride it (ham)
sold his ass a glock 43, then robbed him (thanks)

[verse 2: 24lik]
pull up on a n-gga like he jody and i’m rodney (lil’-ass jody)
you blowin’ up your b-tch phone while she steady ride me (lame)
ridin’ with them chopsticks, but we don’t do karate (rrah)
you’ll get your sh-t fapped down, ridin’ on the side, n-gga (doo-doo-doo)
b-tch, i been popped my cousin (grrah)
boy, don’t get k!lled, better stop with all that muggin’ (better stop muggin’)
draggin’ bags through lenox, i can’t shop with all this luggage (d-mn)
b-tch, your n-gga broke, when y’all go shoppin’, it’s a budget (broke-ass n-gga)
when it’s time to up the score, you know i’m quick to get a bucket (doo-doo-doo)
b-tch, my whole team shootin’ like we play for the nuggets (grrah)
your b-tch got some wild cat, she could’ve hooped for kentucky (wild-ass b-tch)
hit his ass from ‘cross the street, guess you could say that i’m lucky (yeah)
never lackin’, i’m on point like your mans on the stand (rat-ass n-gga)
she bent over like she hikin’, finna hit her, three-point stance (oohwee)
shoot a n-gga out his pants like that one dead opp (ooh)
i ain’t never goin’ broke, f-ck i look like, joc? (hah)
[verse 3: 392 lil head]
they want my clothes to be fake ’cause the hate real (course not)
this ain’t no ‘za in this blunt, b-tch, this paid will (woo)
y’all just got a lot of damage, boy, them ain’t k!lls
we them n-ggas pressin’ sh-t like we made pills (facts)
my n-gga sticcs rich as f-ck, but he take still (sticcs)
was thirteen on linwood tryna take wheels (all of that)
walk him down, fap, fap, how that drac’ feel?
my n-gga key bullsh-ttin’, he got eight deals, the f-ck?

[outro: 392 lil head]
boo-boo-boo-boo-boo, that’s boom talkin’
big 24 sh-t, n-gga, y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on
b-tch

- 24lik 392 lil head

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