letra de cut catchers - apg bee x buckemdown lamatt x tray freak
[chorus1:apg bee]
i’m bissel gang for life but i know chappo gang them got my back
he was dissen on that live a couple weeks turned to a pack
cap in yo songs now lets speak fact, gave me yo gun can’t get it back
pass me a wood can’t sip no pack, i’m on a drill make sure you crack
load the r’s like were they at, how bigkaybiscut fix 4 flat
acv this b-tch gone b-tch gone smack, he missed a shot they call him shaq
he deceaced that b-tch a lack, they dropped a diss song that sh-t wack
pull up on them we in attack, run up send shots straight at his back
forest wood thats were we post, 29 big ten don’t let it go
smoke exotic got me chockin, one wrong move and we in motion
if she bad take off the trojan, if she jam she need some lotion
they dissed south they want a token, 308 that b-tch off spoken
broke the fire pin off his gun, he threw his glock that sh-t don’t work
thats the first n-gga i chased he bet not fall or thats his shirt
dissed the dead and you gone die man make up yuh mind just be alert
jackin out this new new turf, for all my boys i put in work
yo patna gone that sh-t pathertic, he bleedin out were the paramedic
b-tch ass died before he felt it, broke the 30 it had melted
we some whoppas we can’t help, take his pack cus we so selfish
give a f-ck who threw the bissy hop out the car and we nail em
[chorus 2: buckemdown lamatt]
say we lurked up in shackles, catch a goofy we gone stretch em
goofies ain’t out here steppin, cracked a cut lil bruh just nailed em
every goofy we flipped em, every district we done shook em
no we don’t do fakin slide on relo drop the windows
say goofies caught me lackin but he ain’t bucken no ratchet
don’t let me catch you lackin cavo gone put you in caskets
say this was new ball lexis i’m ballin tyin not to wreck it
don’t make me catch you in traffic arp make you wrap it
[chorus 3: tray freak]
no hesitation, i lost patience, i grew up wit satan
them boys be face slide through the lake then slide through the grape
slide through my lane ate this purg they ass while they be hiden
why do goofies keep lyin fakin like thay ass outside
they pushen 9 to 5s catch a n-gga he gettin fried
rest in p-ss close his eyes, mmmh yup
plr’s and dracos diss my steppa catch a halo
f-ck all the goofies clap vacko then make sure the case close
and lil gwalla a b-tch, boy yo ass don’t be on sh-t
stumpin don’t do dismiss, catch a bullet i do hits
big r lil tray be wilden up the score q see and ran
and lil ory he snitch f-ck lil dude put him in a ditch
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