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letra de 6man - 2feetbino

[intro: 2feetbino]
ayy bugg, where you at, gang?
get me back in
get me back in the game, [?]
i don’t have no gatorade, i don’t have no [?]
put me back in this motherf-cker

[verse 1: 2feetbino]
(ooh) pssh, pss, pssh
who that? at the door
b-tch came lookin’ for me, keep the [?] low, yeah
n-ggas not ’round the money, broke-ass n-gga, blame they hoe
police put charge on me, innocent, i was just at the sto’
we load up like “say no more”
n-ggas still thinkin’ on lil’ bro, that sh-t was before
i got my weight up, doin’ push-ups, s.m.o
every n-gga don’t like me havin’ pressure by the [?]
i could stamp it
been through four heartbreaks and that sh-t left me damaged (ooh)
don’t play ’bout this rappin’ sh-t, i’ll k!ll you ’bout my family (ooh)
she a fan, i f-cked her one time, now she say she can’t stand me
don’t know how it feel to catch yo’ partner stealin’, i caught that n-gga runnin’ (ooh)

[break: 2feetbino]
huh-huh, huh-huh (ooh)
huh-huh, huh, huh (ooh)
(ooh)
uh, huh, yeah (ooh)
[verse 2: 2feetbino]
baby, i’m in the air, i’ll call you when i’m landin’ (ooh)
i come steal the show, know my drip outstandin’ (ooh)
one-of-one fits, i don’t even know the place (ooh)
got a plug in indiana, i call him [?] (ooh)
these n-ggas be payin’ for panties, these n-ggas get loose for p-ssy
i don’t f-ck wit’ russel wilson, don’t get yo’ future tooketh
took him on the move and he froze up, i shoulda’ knew he was a rookie
they asked me why i stopped gamblin’, ’cause i f-ck ’round and rob the bookie

[verse 3: enphamus]
known for robbin’, known for drillin’
grab my shovel, bend the city
only thing gon’ stop me comin’ through yo’ door if [?] rainin’
neck flex, gon’ drop the spinnin’, show enphamus stuntin’ in it
south n-ggas think they trappers, i don’t believe no hard was in it
smoke been comin’ out my eyes, i got this 40 in my hand
standin’ face-to-face wit’ satan, but i know god got greater plans
out the window wit’ that drac’, the recoil almost broke my hand
he got 50, i’m gon’ rob him, tryna’ break me off a band
pray i choke up every time i bring up business to the wrong n-gga
turn the other cheek if i can guarantee god’ll avenge me
feel like avatar, in the city wit’ nothin’ but [?]
i been playin’ foul, b-tch, all i need is a ball and a whistle

[outro: 2feetbino]
(ooh)
(ooh)
(ooh)
(ooh)

- 2feetbino

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