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letra de roll call - abgrlilcory & action pack

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[intro]
(euphoric)
(ziad)

[chorus: abgrlilcory]
they can tear the hood down, that sh-t won’t make me leave
how i ran it up, this sh-t off dope and i ain’t touch a ki’
i got under armor, sh-t be strong i and ain’t get no degree
n-ggas goin’ broke tryna keep up ’cause they can’t f-ck with me
we got fiends lined outside the trap, this sh-t like roll call
asian plug be showin’ love, he know i get them ‘bows off

[verse 1: abgrlilcory]
too high off the drank, i poured a four, i d-mn near dozed off
he had ‘posed to die, we seen the opp, that p-ssy drove off
bro ran up two hundred fifty thousand, did it off the raw
i had put some diamonds in my t–th, you see it when i talk
i don’t work no job, the drac’ be hittin’, this b-tch be gettin’ off
really could’ve signed myself, lil’ n-gga, i’m my own boss
we don’t let no hoes inside this spot ’cause this the ‘bow house
before it was a trend, was doin’ sh-t that they ain’t know ’bout
i can coach the game, i really did this sh-t they talkin’ ’bout
my plug show me love, i spent so much that i can’t run out

[chorus: abgrlilcory & action pack]
they can tear the hood down, that sh-t won’t make me leave
how i ran it up, this sh-t off dope and i ain’t touch a ki’
i got under armor, sh-t be strong i and ain’t get no degree
n-ggas goin’ broke tryna keep up ’cause they can’t f-ck with me
we got fiends lined outside the trap, this sh-t like roll call
asian plug be showin’ love (yeah), he know i get them ‘bows off (yeah)
[verse 2: action pack]
boxes came in, get off by myself, i don’t need no help (nothing)
run a hundred up in thirty days, i make this sh-t look easy (yeah)
yeah, juggin’, i got stupid plays, my line stay blowin’ up
f-cked around and i got rich, now b-tches tryna eat my nuts (oh)
trapped so hard, i broke the hinges off the door, all my sh-ts swinging (swinging)
bag smell like onion, under armor, lil’ n-gga, this sh-t’s stinking (it’s reeking)
i got rich off turkey bags, i ain’t never do no scam
i got more plays than a gas station, all this clientele (yeah)
sellin’ 93 supreme, whole things, i ain’t break it down
i’m a hustler, n-gga, i can shake back off a quarter ounce (yeah)
real dope boy, i’ma hit the trap, beat the crack out (yeah)
i’ve been gettin’ money, couple hundred, n-gga, that ain’t nothing (yeah)

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