letra de 8 bows for 24 - action pack
[intro]
(red dead, i’m so f-ckin’ bumpin’, bro)
ayy, ayy, ayy, i’m action
[chorus]
ayy, ayy
check the score, add some more, you just might be next to go
green light, i tell lil’ bro to go
micro mini draco, took this b-tch on me at all my shows
he gon’ lose his life, that’s what he get for trusting all these hoes
you want some advice from me up in this sh-t, go cop a ‘bow
break it down, don’t sell it whole
keep it tucked, hide your pole
might take it, i know you ain’t gon’ blow
ig famous b-tch want me to cuff for nothin’, but i know she a ho
rip to kobe, i just sold eight ‘bows for twenty-four
[verse]
ayy, now i got pounds, but i started with an o
got my clientele jumping, then i went and got more
gotta know that the sеcurity ain’t searching me, i got the stick whеn i walk through the motherf-ckin’ door
i know these b-tches for everybody and that’s the reason i ain’t trusting these motherf-ckin’ hoes
i know these n-ggas be snakes, the glocky gon’ shoot the whole clip, so i’m trusting this pole
high as f-ck, spilled some drank on my clothes
hundred shots, i ain’t gotta reload
married to the trap, i already proposed
plug got ’em all bagged, they already sold
i don’t see how you with him, you know that he told
i guess you a rat too, these n-ggas be bogus
i f-cked her friend, she calling me roguish
drop a four in a sprite, turn that b-tch to a potion
jakes at the door, they won’t fiend out the car
this a one stop shop, got weed, got lean, got bars
he from the other side, eyein’ an opp
like roddy, we put your lil’ mans in a box
i ain’t never had no job
i was in the trap going hard, on god
know a couple n-ggas got rich off fraud
passed the b-tch to my bro, threw her up like a lob
[chorus]
ayy, ayy
check the score, add some more, you just might be next to go
green light, i tell lil’ bro to go
micro mini draco, took this b-tch on me at all my shows
he gon’ lose his life, that’s what he get for trusting all these hoes
you want some advice from me up in this sh-t, go cop a ‘bow
break it down, don’t sell it whole
keep it tucked, hide your pole
might take it, i know you ain’t gon’ blow
ig famous b-tch want me to cuff for nothin’, but i know she a ho
rip to kobe, i just sold eight ‘bows for twenty-four
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