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letra de loose screw - 30 deep grimeyy

[intro]
uh
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, grimeyy
i’m a f-cking loose screw, n-gga, on gang
loose screw
code red
this b-tch ride on
(h-lluva made this beat, baby)

[chorus: 30 deep grimeyy]
i heard the goofies said f-ck me, well, it’s f-ck them n-ggas too (f-ck ’em)
if that n-gga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes (grah, grah)
gotta watch the n-ggas round me ’cause these n-ggas move loose (phew)
wonder why they call me grimeyy? b-tch, ’cause i’m a loose screw (grimeyy)
ayy, i heard the goofies said f-ck me, well, it’s f-ck them n-ggas too (f-ck ’em)
if that n-gga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes (grah, grah)
gotta watch the n-ggas round me ’cause these n-ggas move loose (phew)
wonder why they call me grimeyy? b-tch, ’cause i’m a loose screw (gang, 30, grimeyy)

[verse 1: 30 deep grimeyy]
flew my b-tch out to miami, now we f-ckin’ on the beach
all that loud mouth sh-t, you better practice what you preach
30 deep the gang, that’s what i bang, get with us ’til my brother free
just got that call from lil’ cuz, he’ll be dead in a week
n-ggas was falling for them hoes, i fell in love with my eight
had to leave her ’cause she found out i was creeping with drac’
ramen noodles in that slammer, now it’s steak on my plate
and i won’t buy me no more jewelry, trying to stack for a wraith
i did that time by myself, ain’t no n-gga sent me nothin’
you see your opp up in that jam, then you better get to scuffin’
catch a goofy, whack a goofy, ain’t no time for discussion
popped his ass like a pill, ‘nother k!ll, now i’m bustin’
[chorus: 30 deep grimeyy]
i heard the goofies said f-ck me, well, it’s f-ck them n-ggas too (f-ck ’em)
if that n-gga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes (grah, grah)
gotta watch the n-ggas round me ’cause these n-ggas move loose (phew)
wonder why they call me grimeyy? b-tch, ’cause i’m a loose screw (grimeyy)
ayy, i heard the goofies said f-ck me, well, it’s f-ck them n-ggas too (f-ck ’em)
if that n-gga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes (grah, grah)
gotta watch the n-ggas round me ’cause these n-ggas move loose (phew)
wonder why they call me grimeyy? b-tch, ’cause i’m a loose screw (grimeyy)

[verse 2: lil baby]
goofy ass n-gga, get the f-ck back
get a n-gga whacked for a rack, this sh-t getting out of hand (hand)
running up the money, i ain’t running out of bands
i’ll run off in the bank before i run off on my man (nah)
certified super head, she do it with no hands (slop)
closet worth a million, got like three hundred in pants
he want me to sign him, he been begging for a chance
but i know he gon’ try to murk something when he get fifty bands (murder)
sitting down in that cell, i ain’t looked down, i holded my head up
whole life, been a rock-star, i tote that heavy metal
shout out my ‘migo, get blocks like griselda
make sure i bring my new whips through the ghetto
bruh like mayweather, he just dodged a elbow
work everyday, too much paper on my schedule
all these loose screws, we can tighten up whatever
i keep me a hammer, a ladder, a nail for ’em
[chorus: 30 deep grimeyy]
i heard the goofies said f-ck me, well, it’s f-ck them n-ggas too (f-ck ’em)
if that n-gga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes (grah, grah)
gotta watch the n-ggas round me ’cause these n-ggas move loose (phew)
wonder why they call me grimeyy? b-tch, ’cause i’m a loose screw (grimeyy)
ayy, i heard the goofies said f-ck me, well, it’s f-ck them n-ggas too (f-ck ’em)
if that n-gga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes (grah, grah)
gotta watch the n-ggas round me ’cause these n-ggas move loose (phew, yeah, yeah, yeah)
wonder why they call me grimeyy? b-tch, ’cause i’m a loose screw (grimeyy)

[verse 3: 30 deep grimey]
the only thing be on my mind is moving my mama off the sect’
i got a brother in that jam and got a brother on my neck
i done robbed a lot of n-ggas trying to run me up a check
my bm just hit my line, says she want some more baguette
grimeyy duce the grim reaper, fighting bodies in my sleep
gave pistol twenty-five ’cause he on a k!ll streak
plug deep, he with that fin, now he looking for the tweaks
rough you up for your phone, he a bully for them geeks
in that slammer, stood ten, i ain’t never take a loss
hit the n-gga, get stabbed for a pack of hot sauce
cup o’noodles and some lay’s get a n-gga knocked off
co-defendant turned rat for some sh-t i popped off
keep that forty on my side, i’ll blow it like a flute
had to cut my brother off, i should’ve knew he was a goof
since that sh-t on natural bridge, n-ggas knew i was the truth
mama told me since the womb, she just knew i was a deuce

- 30 deep grimeyy

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