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letra de quiet storm (remix) - actout280

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-verse1-

neighborhood bully on my block i feel like debo

never really had a b-tch cause b-tches love to freeload

funny how she hoped on d-ck when she had seen the meat rolls

b-tch im on a different level like i got a cheat code

knock at ya door and send a hollow through the peep hole

speaking foul i shoot the tech bet i make the free throw

f-ck the opps i catch a opp imma let the heat blow

you tryna be a young boss you got to talk rico

never had no balmains

i always cashed out on trues

disrespect stan man

boy i bet u make the news

if i see him iced out

imma run up take his jewels

even back in school

i was inna hallway breaking rules

b-tches on my d-ck cl-ss

im the one the always choose

make ya girlfriend eat me up

got her mouth feel with drewl

put my hand in her pants

put my finger in her pool

b-tch from zone3

where lil kids carry tools

-hook-

yeah its the real

come thru my block and you niqqas getting k!lled

going hard in stu im just tryna get a deal

trapping all day and night im just tryna get a mill
(x2)

-verse2-

ya girl a eater

man i swear she love to grip my pipe

then hop on top

she love to ride me like a f-cking bike

off heavy tweed
i dropped a 4 ounce in f-cking my sprite

everyday my mother pray
i make it home alright

she told stay up the streets
so they won’t take me life

i told my mother that i love her imma be alright

the 40 on waste line i dont got time to fight

free all my niqqas
wish niqqas could come home tonight

dm me for feature imma hit u with a price

rolle make my wrists numb
cause it’s filled with ice

try to take it from me
you get cooked just like some rice

been thinking bout my fallin soldiers thats in paradise

im with the bullsh-t
and i know that nunu with it

he smoking onna opp pack whlie he water wippin

pull up in a forgien whip
i bet i get the digits

pull up with a forgein b-tch
i swear her -ss redilous

miss my niqqas
i ain’t get a chance to tell em bye

heavy tweed all in my body
you can tell im high

pop in designer clothes
so u can tell im fly

disrespect my dead mans b-tch u gotta die (x3)

- actout280

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