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letra de red rum - 2sg tay

[intro]
yo, what’s stackin’, what’s this, what’s good, what’s good?
n-gga, you know who this is, n-gga, [?] n-gga
ayy, i got a drop on them n-ggas right now, n-gga
get up, come get me, come get me right now, n-gga, right now
n-gga, you gotta go spin
aight, say one more, one more round, one more round that i’m bringin’ right now
(noisy on the beat)

[chorus]
pull up on a n-gga tryna make his face go away (pew)
pull up on a n-gga hittin’ up what he couldn’t get away (h-llo)
we be lurkin’ on your side, i guess y’all boys don’t be in place (y’all hide)
and i be in [?] her house coolin’, f-ckin’ on her face (yeah)
ridin’ through the four, i’m finna catch me a half (ho, lil’ four)
if we miss, i’ma tell lil’ flip, “double-back” (spin this b-tch)
we hop out, them b-tchеs clap (boom)
boy, you know we on your ass (boom)
[?] the city, they know 2sg, wе got the sh-t on smash

[verse 1]
noja, that’s my brother and i know he ridin’ whatever (big 2sg)
we got glocks, xds, fns and berettas (all type guns)
get your p-ssy-ass type put on a sweater (stupid)
been doin’ this sh-t, we take drillin’ to another level (gang)
tell your real grave digger, “n-gga, pick out your sh-lls” (stupid)
know i gotta smoke some weezy, he gon’ make my day go better (dead-ass)
i been told on my bm, she tryna f-ck, i just might let her (i’ma f-ck that b-tch)
and it’s tough, we just try to [?] my n-gga gotta talk two drums to two levels (free toosi, free toosi)
n-gga, big 2sg, n-ggas know not to play with me (too solid gang)
on socket, that stolo, let’s rock, lil’ o glo see what he see (let’s go spin)
we’d be d-mned in quando’s late night, you can’t hop in this whip if you ain’t takin’ [?]
[interlude]
-gunshots-
get back gang, get back gang, bit’, too solid gang on
f-ck goin’ on? i told y’all, “play with that six, sh-t get real, bet”
that’s crazy, how the f-ck you act in songs in a hospital bed, man? (bring your scary ass outside)
with your b-tch ass

[verse 2]
n-ggas know about brav, run the whole motherf-ckin’ city
told y’all boys, “don’t tell the glo, we ain’t strike no motherf-ckin’ pity”
just got a brand-new r.i.p, got a brand-new motherf-ckin’ sixty
had to throw beams in this, hope on a b-tch, got a bit’ actin’ [?] when i hit it

[chorus]
pull up on a n-gga tryna make his face go away (make his face go baow)
pull up on a n-gga hittin’ up what he couldn’t get away (ha)
we be lurkin’ on your side, i guess y’all boys don’t be in place (we be all on your sh-t)
and i be in [?] her house coolin’, f-ckin’ on her face (i be f-ckin’ on her face)
ridin’ through the four, i’m finna catch me a half (ho, lil’ four)
if we miss, i’ma tell lil’ flip, “double-back” (four)
we hop out, them b-tches clap (boom, boom)
boy, you know we on your ass (boom, boom, boom)
[?] the city, they know 2sg, we got the sh-t on smash (bit’, too solid gang)

[verse 3]
i don’t wanna talk, i don’t got sh-t up to say (don’t got sh-t up to say then)
okay, it ain’t no coppin’ pleas, don’t let me catch comin’ out that place
n-ggas thinkin’ on this fifty, but in real life, they was terrified
and i know a nig’ keep woofin’ how you talkin’ and you paralized (boom, boom, boom, boom)
i chase money, not these b-tches, i ain’t trustin’, know they tellin’ lies
you be cuffin’ on that b-tch, my gang be f-ckin’ on her [?]
ain’t no new n-ggas in my set, know we can’t trust you, you might drop a dime
[?] don’t end up like boo boo, your mother gon’ be cryin’ just like the last time
b-tch, know i give a f-ck ’bout sh-t no more, lil’ tay tryna get a n-gga gone
ever since my [?] got hit up, we be tryna take off a n-gga’s dome
hop out gang run down on the low
smokin’ on weezy, i’m high as a dro (f-ck it)
you dead, your stupid ass man alone (f-ck weezy, f-ck weezy)
we’ll go p-ss on his dead-ass grave, but my mama said, “don’t do it ’cause it’s wrong” (f-ck weezy, f-ck weezy)
[outro]
f-ck weezy, you dead-ass n-gga
get back, n-gga
y’all be doin’ all that talkin’ on instagram, n-gga ain’t doin’ no spittin’, n-gga
n-ggas ain’t never came to see ’bout sh-t, n-gga
i know i’m a [?], twenty-five eight, come pa-pa
come see ’bout a n-gga, n-gga, old chief, n-gga

- 2sg tay

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