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letra de freelilroy - 9lokknine

[intro]
ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah yeah, c’mon

[verse]
i just want the money bags, i’m screamin’ free lil yo
ayy, just want the dough, i be scheming on the low, yeah
what he on? ’cause really we don’t know
i told lil roy to get the door, two-two-three, b-tch hit the floor
uh, ayy, spin his block
ayy, let off some shots, yeah
that ain’t your n-gga if y’all never bumped it out, okay
they gon’ run with that, now watch ’em run with this
thirty totin’ and i’m down to blitz
head first, i hit him in his sh-t
that ain’t my n-gga jit, that ain’t my f-ckin’ kid
free my n-gga, let him out the pen
hard head and i be going in
fourteen hundred jit and i can’t f-ckin’ switch
totin’ tools, yup, heavy sticks
kel-tec with a stupid kick
i be kicking sh-t like karate kid
chop him up and watch his body split
i got some young n-ggas really with the sh-t
grew up without a father, b-st-rd child from the bricks
left pepper by the door, yeah, we just hit, can’t trace the scent
cracker blitz by six and when i hit need every scent
i’m strikin’ pointin’ windows, forty hit you like a b-tch
i had to wait in line for this, glock say twenty-six, yeah
chopper eat your block like some sushi, sleep with fish
drum with fifty shots and the beam came with the stick
i don’t want the bop, man all she for is eatin’ d-ck, ayy, yeah
come on, all she for is eatin’ d-ck, ayy yeah

- 9lokknine

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