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letra de riyc - 69kapo

[intro]
don’t got a band and these f-ck n-ggas broke
b-tch i’m on the ave posted with the pole
b-tch i’m off a bar
so i’m moving slow
i feel like santana, b-tch i’m on go
run in yo crib imma empty the clip
ch-choppa hold .50 sh-t look like a d-ck
it’s crazy how n-ggas could be yo bro one day
the next, they muh f-ckin switch
that’s why i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas lil b-tch
i feel like i’m kai, scammed a n-gga for zips
i come to the fight and i’m clutching off rip
i come to the function, they asking “who dis?”
lil b-tch i’m the big dog
i got the glock, this b-tch think my d-ck hard
lil b-tch i can shoot, but my fist hit hard
that n-gga a f-ggot, 20 with his-
(lil b-tch, ha)
[verse 1]
(yuh)
i’m sorry my songs just been a lil ass cause i do not f-ck with these n-ggas
(yuh)
i put the glock to his stomach these f&n bullets gon take out his liver
don’t call me yo friend, don’t call me yo twin, don’t call me yo gang, cause i’m not yo n-gga
imma just slide on yo b-tch, then f-ck on her brains out, then imma muh f-ckin rip her
hop in a srt, see a opp, roll it down and we pullin the muh f-ckin trigger
i see an opp
(f-ck, d-mn)
i see a opp and i’m blowing the trigger
n-ggas is bluffing, they not no 59 slimes, these n-ggas be muh f-ckin b-tchin
b-tch i’m kapo da oso, i’m a slide in yo crib then ask “who the f-ck are you dissin?”
pineapple looking ass muh f-ckin always tryna neff, but now it’s my turn to diss her
b-tch got no tittys, got no ass, making nudes just get attention
we gon break a n-gga like a kitkat, and have aaron sliding with the pistol

[verse 2]
b-tch i’m heated now cause this fake haired b-tch just called a young n-gga fat
b-tch like 5 foot 1, how about i run in yo crib and take off ya hat

[verse 3]
all these windsor ass n-ggas is not scaring me
i just want ya n-ggas to stop jacking gzz
boney ass lame ass n-ggas keep talking
all he about is pushing some p’s
[verse 4]
i’m the only real n-gga that’s doing this sh-t
i popped me an oxy, i’m off of a bean
imma just go die at 20, cause i’m sipping wock hart n-gga i’m sipping dat lean

[verse 5]
busted 3 juggs this week
(i’m joking)
just got some sprite, imma pour some lean in that b-tch
i’m in the dmv with my young n-gga dami and we finna glow in this b-tch
d-mn glo, we both f-cking big
and we both learned how to not give a f-ck
i walk in the school with the .32 tucked
if i’m beefing with you n-gga you out of luck
slide in yo crib like a hocky puck
tryna rob for yo cash, but you don’t have a buck

[verse 6]
you don’t got a band and these f-ck n-ggas broke
b-tch i’m on the ave posted with the pole
b-tch i’m off a bar
so i’m moving slow
i feel like santana, b-tch i’m on go

[verse 7]
run in yo crib imma empty the clip
ch-choppa hold .50 sh-t look like a d-ck
it’s crazy how n-ggas could be yo bro one day
the next, they muh f-ckin switch
that’s why i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas lil b-tch
i feel like i’m kai, scammed a n-gga for zips
i come to the fight and i’m clutching off rip
i come to the function, they asking “who dis?”
[verse 8]
lil b-tch i’m the big dog
i got the glock, this b-tch think my d-ck hard
lil b-tch i can shoot, but my fist hit hard
that n-gga a f-ggot, 20 with his v-card

[verse 9]
20 + 1, 21, that’s a knife
miss 3 plays, like baseball, it’s strike
fight for that thot but can’t fight for yo life
feel like the hood, hit him with the pipe
b-tch i was 13 in the class getting right
how you claim he yo brother n-gga but won’t slide
(lil b-tch, ha)

- 69kapo

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