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letra de rollin wit ma - ace kilo

i’m rollin’ wit my n-ggas
i’m rollin’ wit my b-tches
keep a .357 in the box for the snitches
i been hittin’ what you pitchin’
so quit your b-tchin’ my g
i been rollin wit my n-ggas
and my b-tches off e

okay…
if you come where i’m from
but ain’t from where i’m from
then young n-ggas flippin’ your pockets
n-ggas know where i’m from, i ain’t even gotta tell em’
do something b-tch, yeah, that’s a problem
all this money i make a f-ckin’ problem
see the f on my belt? f-ckin’ problem
got your ex on the rebound, ridin’, and yeah
got the work low, so i’m coppin’
pull up in that foreign
hoppin’ out, seats cocaine white
whole key like i got that work
make that sh-t back in a night
my b-tch come foreign
my whip come foreign
i whipped my wrist
now my engine come roarin’
n-ggas don’t know, but the b-tches been told that the strap come in all gold
with the bills i fold, and the money i own, got my wrist feeling stone cold
this whip new, this b-tch new, but the money and the hood, thats old
big diamonds on my watch
hundred thousand in that safe
all this money that a n-gga get
i can tell you mad, look at your face
weed from that ca
my n-gga baron smoke new ways
ice cubes on my neck, so its safe to say: “it’s a good day”
i’m rollin’ wit my n-ggas
i’m rollin wit my b-tches
i told you i be there in five
i’m coppin’ that prescription

red baron verse 2:

directin all the videos, recordin all the tracks
they know me from the suburbs to the heart of all the traps
my people feelin hungry so we only leavin scr-ps
rollin blunts and doin drugs inspires all the raps
cocaine, ghb, mushrooms, excstacy
my team up on a pedigree, kilo and cubscout next to me
got the cheese like mickey d’s
you ain’t makin it like shaq shootin’ threes
truthfully, momma told me, “son this ain’t the life you want
you dont wanna be poor down the road and watch the people flaunt”
i sat and thought, maybe i should follow all my dreams
if not ill never have the chance to do it, it may seem
i talk obscene but dont hate the player, hate the game
its all the same, whether you do it for love or fame
youll know my name, youll hear “tha red baron spits insane”
b-tch, i ain’t playin, so, best believe ill go out sw-ngin’
im steady sangin, best believe our joints will get trunks bangin’

- ace kilo

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