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letra de d.i.e. - ardilini

[intro]
ah sh-t my boy, we back for round 2
you already know how it do, yuh
yuh, aight

[verse 1]
(grrrahhh)
yeah, i k!lled that sh-t, d.i.e
then i put it underground
may it rest in peace (rest in peace)
this beat drippy like blood
call it a murder scene
i was speeding down the freeway (what?)
cause a n-gga free (what?)
i get it in with no money
b-tch, i ain’t pay no fee (pay no fee)
imma get in your head
and make you cause a scene (cause a scene)
i been acting different (huh?)
since i’ve been sipping the lean (what?)
i’m swerving in the road
cause i just popped me a bean (swеrving in the what?)

[verse 2]
call me meek mill
i’m the nightmarе to your dream
chasing that lettuce and bread
just like a blt (blt)
and the tomato on the side
ain’t popping no cherries
i ain’t one to fold quick (what?)
b-b-tch i’m not that weak
add some spice to your life
cause it’s looking h-lla bleak (h-lla bleak)
if you keep talking sh-t
my fist gon meet your cheek (meet your cheek)
no, you not bout it boy
g-get up off them streets (off them streets)
i’m finna block that b-tch
only want her in my sheets (uh)
[verse 3]
speeding in the whip
yeah, i’m running from the cops (aight)
revving up the engine (uh huh)
and i’m drifting down the blocks (skrrrrt)
you know a n-gga spending
yeah, we popping at the mall (cha-ching)
my b-tch get it right (uh huh, uh huh)
even in the bathroom stall
t-t-ten rounds in, we go all night
yeah, she draining my b-lls (brraahh)
i told her it was work sh-t
but my sneaky link just called
so i pull up to her house
and she not wearing no drawls (no drawls)
she said “you wanna smoke?”
and then pulled out a pack of raws (a pack of raws)
she proceed to roll some
we smoke and we get it on (on)
i got a third leg, my sh-t thick
and my sh-t large
and when she move her hips
my sh-t brick
yeah, my sh-t hard
imma take her cookie (aye)
right out of the cookie jar
[outro]
the last n-gga folded
no, he did not get too far
i know she’s a hoe
cause i met her at the bar (yes, yes)
i’m gonna play this b-tch
just like a guitar
imma f-ck that hoe
in the backseat of my car

- ardilini

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