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letra de no cap - alwoo

[intro]

(alwoo made this beat)
you hear me? ay

[verse 1]

heard a n-gg- want smoke why he hot then?
told ‘yo b-tch to bring it back like she rewinding it
ay, if clips came in sizes this a double x
lemme find out we ain’t hit none we ‘comin back
how you think that b-tch loyal bro got neck
treat ‘yo b-tch like 2k cause bro got next
when i’m ‘cruisin through the city keep that ‘thang close
mad cause his b-tch took a pic with my chain on
ay, but he don’t want smoke we keep heat with us
must be ‘beefin with john cena i never see n-gg-s
y’all n-gg-s hoes ‘gettin f-cked but ‘imma sip this tea n-gg-
brody on the chain i forever got g with me
you say you slid i’m still alive who you slidin on?
call this ’40 kevin hart i let it rock now
see a opp ‘imma load in my sh-t
like he picked up some b-tches now it’s hoes in the whip
come over here ‘lookin for static f-ck around and get shot
chain on the dresser ‘layin next to the glock
‘f-ckin with tez i f-cked around and got drunk, woke up the next morning ‘layin next to a thot
my brightmo n-gg-s love me make a call and they ‘comin
it don’t matter where we at b-tch we always ‘thuggin
this n-gg- ‘actin like he bout it boy chill you ain’t no savage
why ‘yo hand in a good mood cause my trigger finger happy
these n-gg-s wanna catch me ‘slippin boy that sh-t’ll never happen
y’all ain’t bout that street life you n-gg-s better stick to ‘rappin
n-gg-s ain’t look out for me i can’t do no favors
like for tests i keep my eyes on my own paper
man i’m still ‘tryna figure out this sh-t, made a promise once i blow to get my n-gg-s out this b-tch
monkey nuts on the ar knock a n-gg- out his whip
think he ‘takin something n-gg- must be out his sh-t
when i say i’m ‘pullin up to chop it up ain’t ‘tryna vent
when the light hit my sh-t to look at it you gotta squint
you know the fit wet she wanna f-ck me off the drip
i’ll slide on a sunday then go to church and repent

[verse 2]

ay, no cap and that’s that
y’all n-gg-s softer than a napkin that’s wet
i really got this sh-t up out the mud i’m not shrek
she on her period i pulled up and got neck
turned the dreadhead dreads red lil boat n-gg-
i wish i was broke b-tches love broke n-gg-s
stay the f-ck away from me i hate hoe n-gg-s
you ain’t gang gang you wasn’t on the road ‘wit us
who is these lame n-gg-s i don’t know n-gg-
fully automatic ‘soundin like a 4 wheeler
you hang with a ‘hunnid lames i’m with 4 ‘k!llas
you ain’t got no money boy you bout broke then a b-tch
b-tch i can tell you ‘doin bad, n-gg- what you lookin at?
all these n-gg-s do is act why they ain’t in a movie yet?
ain’t no ‘actin goin on ain’t tellin lies over here cause ain’t no ‘cappin ‘goin on

[outro]

no cap and that’s that
no cap and that’s that n-gg-
no cap and that’s that
no cap and that’s that n-gg-
no cap and that’s that

- alwoo

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