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letra de becky (freestyle challenge) - almightysuspect

late nights with the gang
we got no sleep
eight straps, no (?)
we was fo’ deep
you can ask in these streets
bet they know me
aye
but i’m gon’ keep that sh-t lowkey
big -ss straps, no (?)
we was fo’ deep
sweat on my face, keep calm
ain’t no cold feet
caught two slippin’, smoked one
now his bro sleep
any n-gga diss, bet he gone
like it’s so cheap (?)
speakin’ on my name, drop yo pin
i’ll pop up
glocks up in his face, now he gone
got em’ boxed up
“k5” gone, “g” too
them my block bruhs
put that on my bros, rip
they ain’t stop nun’
b-tch, i get dough seven days out the week
talkin’ bout beef, we’ll see when we meet
i just pulled out the stick, got his brains on the tee
tell em’ n-ggas “he be trippin'” if they ask about me
look
before i slap a n-gga, gotta ask “what you mad at?”
big -ss .40 on my hip, i’ll grab that
big 4 nic with the stick, i’ll blast that
b-tch, it’s -ssist with the clips how i p-ss that
let a n-gga trip in this b-tch
what he mad at?
i be in the field throwin’ bricks
i’ll “shaq” that
b-tches in my face, imma ask “where da cash at?”
blower on my lap, don’t ask where the stash at
b-tch i been the same, n-ggas knowin’ i ain’t change up
hopped out on em’, gave his chains and his rangs up
n-ggas know i’m trippin, i ain’t finna give a thang up
see fo’ clips, finna blow a n-gga’s brains up
i be in the trap with a b-tch, i don’t hang out
catch me on live, eatin’ steaks with my gang now
stayin’ in my lane, n-ggas knowin’ i ain’t change routes
n-gga start trippin’, then we finna pull them thangs out
80 inch sh-t finna blow a n-gga brains out
fly, young n-gga in these streets with my chains out
b-tch, it’s the flyest, n-ggas knowin’ how i gang out
big -ss straps, long sticks
how i came out

- almightysuspect

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