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letra de maximum - ao huncho

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[verse 1: ao huncho]
who shot ya
coogi colored doobies smokin big poppa
like my hoes a lil ratchet but my b-tch proper
watch it
shotgun suge i’m tappin pockets
we can’t reap the benefits if we ain’t talkin profit
my music cooking like the shooter for the houston rockets
i need my money in my hands so no direct deposit
i see them fiendin these n-ggas tweakin like mr. crocker
i had to feed em a speed demon no tyler lockett
sheesh
any minute i could f-ckin house it
take the time to thank the father he be moving mountains
lifе was easy in the ville causе we was moving ounces
at the party with it on me you can ask the bouncer
have your money in exact i shouldn’t have to count it
my n-ggas got it from the scratch now we can’t live with out it
a bar sipper need more liquor my liver doubt it
that’s 4 woman with no limit they bout it bout it
i got the hook up you can holla if you hear me spittin
two tone long nose call it richard nixon
bass booming two gorillas in the trunk
these n-ggas be feeling tough
my n-gga i hit em up
tell them gimme all the loot if you twitch then you getting snuffed
now i’m feelin on yo boo if she wit it she getting stuffed
twelve got me they ain’t find what was really up in the trunk
driving praying to sky cause he really be blessing up
uh maximum i’m the greatest ever
told her she can’t stay the night but it’s been a pleasure
uh maximum on the highest level
only for the night but we can make it last forever
uh to the max we ain’t never equals
hate that i’m a people person but i hate people
uh to the max or i die tryin
madhouse be the set the insane asylum
[verse 2: pxro]
been feeling couped up like a 2 seater
time to show these n-ggas
i’m the big pop like a 2 liter
no cap off the top that leave em flat
no match lit off the flatulence stinky we passin gas
taught to hustle for it
new money in old fashion
all why avoiding wardens and close caskets
this sh-t ain’t magic
dragging puff on the swishers
he get into lyrics
dig em like a divot
watch me pivot on my scottie pippin
this the sh-t what music need to remain acknowledged
weirdos on the boards for bullsh-ttin all them dennis rodman
ain’t easy to put a smile on a frame of violence
wave titanic your ship sinking they playing violins
soul vibrant since playing in fire hydrants
now i’m old and wiser with an objective to cyanid em
him is i and i am him only to define my logic
defy all logic can’t program cause i’m not an object
they trying to push my b-ttons
tryna push a b-tton to start my engine
get the vrooming y’all can keep the running
lyrics coming , tracks buzzing to increase the budget
they just wanna keep us down for knowing we up to something
oh they wanna dog the house all that snooping sh-t
neighbors cameras on us
clock the movements but we got moves to hit
effort only thing lucrative
realistic you prove it is
failing ain’t really prove me sh-t
house sh-t till they do me in

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