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letra de 762s - almightytrav

verse 1: almightytrav
hop out the b-tterfly doors
i gotta beam it look like rudolph’s nose
make her bend over, lil’ b-tch, touch ya toes
i’m ceo, whatever i say goes
b-tch, i’m a pimp, make her drip like nose
gotta light source, spray that b-tch like a hose
fisheye effect, all my n-ggas bold
origami, i’ll rip ’em up if he fold
b-tch, i’m real violent, might end up on liveleak
send a whole round, make ’em mop up the concrete
been had that sh-t, boy that sh-t is so obsolete
i was kicking doors while you was the prom king
762s, say goodbye to yo’ mommy
rip up his meat, now he looks like salami
foreign b-tches, you still f-cking armani
if you ain’t 12, then it ain’t hard to find me
i’m off the figi, you still on dasani

verse 2: madeinheaven
moving these bricks like i’m bob the builder
my bars is hot like the soul of cinder
glock 18, mix a n-gga just like a blender
can’t take no l’s, i’m a mother f-cking winner
you is a actor, yo’ life stay in 3d
you n-ggas is jealous, i swear you wanna be me
i got the water, it drip like some figi
225 right in my hand, got two foreign b-tches, make them count the bands
sipping that lean, i swear i can’t stand
n-ggas is roaches, they crawl off the wood work
got a new scope for the draco, so i think that b-tch should work
pimpin’ these hoes, but my name is not sl!ck back
me and travis hit l!cks and you can’t hit a l!ck back
pull up with a choppa, that sh-t got the kickback

verse 3: almightytrav
‘member them days i finessed sh-t from letgo
black and white diamonds, this sh-t ain’t a barcode
moving them bricks, stack ’em up like a lego
i got the gas, roll it up like an egg roll
pay me my money, b-tch i came for pesos
got a bad b-tch, and she looks like trevejo
try to come juggin’, i’ll bust yo’ tomato
came for some gas, n-gga why ain’t you say so?
556, hit his -ss up with the scope
play with my money this sh-t ain’t no joke
ask for some smoke, when i give it you choke–withdraw all the time, it’s still balanced, typerope
wit’ madeinheaven, but i came with demons–we’ll melt up his brain if we think that he seen it
she thought i was michael the way that i beat it
give ’em more bullets if i think he fiendish
point a gun at me, b-tch you’d better mean it
try to hide from me, my n-ggas go seekin’
i swear that they’re hungry, they’re ready for feeding
plotting a l!ck on me you won’t complete it

- almightytrav

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