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letra de reaper - ace cino

[intro]
rell on the track
are you in the mafia?
am i in the what?
whatever you want to call it, organized crime
i’m in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you’re mobbed up

[hook]
boy why the f-ck you got a gun you ain’t drop none tonight
heard from monty in a week, what you got for me
bl–dy keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin’
prolly got the head from his freak, but we not f-ckin’
made that lil sh-t in my sleep, that is not money
narcs pulled us over last week, they ain’t find nothin’
spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it’s not nothin’
took a bouple dollars up to meech, i got ice bumpin’

[verse 1]
foot on the gas, b-tch i never do the speed limit
backwoods stuffed with a whole lot of weed in it
drink the whole pop and pour another one, ain’t no remixin’
loyalty in this weed gettin’ it ain’t readin’
everyday we wake up to get money b-tch i need it
get my b-tch suck my d-ck so good she be fiendin’
she put the p-ssy on me so good leave me dreamin’
we set up shop on it —, we ain’t leavin’
i push one b-tton, drop the top no bleavage
i grew up bad as f-ck granny callin’ me a heathen
put him in the lake tie his feat to some sea men
you take some from me, b-tch we gettin’ even
i was in the streets you was home before the street lights
touchin’ new money everyday, this must be life
we was kids playin’ games shootin’ three dice
haven’t been broke in a minute, can’t remember what it be like
[hook]
boy why the f-ck you got a gun you ain’t drop none tonight
heard from monty in a week, what you got for me
bl–dy keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin’
prolly got the head from his freak, but we not f-ckin’
made that lil sh-t in my sleep, that is not money
narcs pulled us over last week, they ain’t find nothin’
spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it’s not nothin’
took a bouple dollars up to meech, i got ice bumpin’

[verse 2]
bargin’ bouple thousand for a feat, we can drop somethin’
blew five racks last week like it’s not nothin’
n-ggas sneak dissin’ when they speak it don’t stop nothin
i say six four watch a hundred members dive on it
if i say you my brother, you my brother and i mean it
me and jay beepin’, buyin’ fits daily for no reason
throw on any beat i f-ck it up for no reason
i be fresh as h-ll talkin’ sh-t like i’m preachin’
white buffs on, eyes low, ain’t sleep but i’m leanin’
i been in the lead they try to keep up with the leader
ate a perc, wash it down with a dirty 2 liter
broken like some stupid ass sub with two heaters
y’all was workin’ for change, you a meter
yo b-tch gave the p-ssy up the first time i seen her
all this bread and b-tter but this ain’t lil baesars
i believe in god but i really know the reaper
[hook]
boy why the f-ck you got a gun you ain’t drop none tonight
heard from monty in a week, what you got for me
bl–dy keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin’
prolly got the head from his freak, but we not f-ckin’
made that lil sh-t in my sleep, that is not money
narcs pulled us over last week, they ain’t find nothin’
spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it’s not nothin’
took a bouple dollars up to meech, i got ice bumpin’
boy why the f-ck you got a gun you ain’t drop none tonight
heard from monty in a week, what you got for me
bl–dy keep the rifle on the seat, but he not huntin’
prolly got the head from his freak, but we not f-ckin’
made that lil sh-t in my sleep, that is not money
narcs pulled us over last week, they ain’t find nothin’
spent a bouple hundred on my feet, but it’s not nothin’
took a bouple dollars up to meech, i got ice bumpin’

[outro]
-are you in the mafia?
am i in the what?
whatever you want to call it, organized crime
i’m in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you’re mobbed up-

- ace cino

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