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letra de headed to columbus - allstar jr

[intro]
(jose the plug)

[chorus: allstar jr & nuk]
fed n-ggas and they ran, now we let ’em starve
get it soft, then whip it ’til it’s extra hard
we pay whatever if they real, we’ll take ’em all
headed to columbus with a b-tch ready to take a charge
headed to the v with a b-tch ready to take some dog
got all of my n-ggas out here trappin’, gotta keep a log
my fiend test the work with seven needles and they ain’t get clogged
lil’ brodie out servin’ dope, wanna go abroad

[verse 1: allstar jr]
every n-gga with me got a spot, i’m talkin’ sh-t
if i’m talkin’ to a b-tch, that mean i’m talkin’ d-ck
last time i talked to brick, that n-gga tossed a brick
born rich, my son a walkin’ l!ck ‘fore he was walkin’, b-tch
n-ggas sick as h-ll, they ain’t gettin’ no money
way my blow stretch, sh-t could run a four hundred
i like a b-tch suck d-ck ’til her nose runnin’
i like a b-tch that forget a n-gga phone number

[verse 2: nuk]
b-tch, i think we need some boundaries
before i try to gamble on that girl, i leave it in nevada
told ’em we gon’ blow up with the bag when we pass cincinnati
(let’s get a bag), i can’t be no rapper
they say the way i’m hittin’ girl, they takin’ legal action
we be on the block catchin’ pills like we be makin’ ’em
and we went and got some harlem money just like ace and ‘nem
unky got his red, white, and blue like he a patriot
[verse 3: allstar jr]
check my kit, this b-tch sparkle like a slab
my b-tch got a purse that cost twelve hundred grams
yours ugly as f-ck, if you don’t buy that girl an ass
sold him some shake and caught it walkin’ on the grass
b-tch heroin investin’ ended all my stressin’
used to cut my water off, now it’s on my necklace
i’ma knock your b-tch down and pass her like a tester
i got a girlfriend, don’t be callin’ after seven, b-tch

[verse 4: nuk]
watch me whip a half with two hands, i’m ambidextrious
i can call them hoes and stuff ’em both, just check our messages
my b-tch say she’ll never stuff the bag, now we in lexington
we got long money, not that lil’ sh-t you steppin’ in
i’m allergic to these broke n-ggas, need an epipen
i got all my prezis off that road, that’s why i feel barack
my mama ever late on that rent, she find a different block
i be in the streets, boy, i got spots like i got chicken pox

- allstar jr

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