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letra de exposure - assasin (800 gz)

[intro: assasin]
assasin
graa, graa
graa graa graa
like, look
ayo listen
we gon’ spin through the bridge leave em’ in a river

[verse 1: assasin]
every time on they block i swear it’s a tragedy
lift em’ up send em’ to the galaxy
i got plenty of shots if you think that you matching me
bet this nine take him out his misery
but f-ck that up that, blast that, pop that
we on his block i bet he don’t want that
what they preach in they raps man i promise it’s all cap
cuz they man’s brain on a floor matt
now when you see me what the f-ck you gon’ do?
4 5th knock him out his shoes
like 300k what the f-ck ya gon’ do?
smoking berry mula meet em soon
and let’s not forget that mali a mook
tell your mom what you did with c blu
yeah they g-y, let it spray
and on thanksgiving hotti had you dropping plates
tell em’ suck my d-ck n—- feel a way
ebs everybody k
when that thing go glaaah get em out the way
we them devils purging on the rey
and yeah that’s a fact we still smoking blay
(naz fell hallows ate his face)
and i got some hounds digging for they clay
free the guys i’m clutchin’ everyday
ayo bend that block come back and rewind
if i don’t see n0body i’m yelling out c-hii
smoking on mark that sh-t got me fried
man both of them bussing i ain’t even gon’ lie
everytime we see em’ somebody gon’ die
i get booked then i’m doing my time
lately i been bugging i ain’t even in my prime
but we on yo ass and you ain’t ever on mine
lil b-tch
[interlude: assasin & jah sav]
graa, graa graa boom

[verse 2: jah sav]
i pop out with my gunnas b-tch we on yo ass
they ain’t ballin’ they just runnin’ track
like he make a move he get left where he at
hawk em spark em, no coming back
they got so many deads at this point it’s just sad
like assasin i creep with my mask
bent through that block it’s just making me mad
cause they never outside we keep wasting the gas
b-tch it’s big jgb like free audi free geachy
try to spin through my block it ain’t easy
we keep, plenty of shots for ya figi
gotti ain’t mac but he do n—– sleezy
i’m on the h-ll tryna catch me a petey
i got 41 shots for lil heemy
f-ck what you jackin’ i’m heavy on gzzly
and how you my opp what you did when you seen me? (p-ssy)
yo bro let down the windows it’s time
nevermind, we hop out both sides
he can get shot if he mention the guys
and that b-tch think it’s cute, she get smacked with the nine
i’m a demon i live what i rhyme
b-tta tweakin’ he spinnin’ on live
i’m smokin’ on c-hii cause that n—- died
and i’m big ebk if it’s up come and slide
b-tch
[outro: assasin & jah sav]
(and i’m big ebk if it’s up come and slide)

- assasin 800 gz

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