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letra de breach - aye ksolo

[intro]
(get down, n-gga)

[verse 1]
had to hit me a jay before i hopped on a beat
had to drop my mask before i hopped on the street
26 in that van, he a real deal creep
b-tch suckin’ me dry, she a real deal freak
ain’t payin’ my shooter, he’ll do it for free
goin’ sad ’bout a b-tch, no, it couldn’t be me
they rappin’ ’bout moves that wasn’t complete
my brodie done sh-t that i cannot repeat
not stoppin’ for 12, we pushin’ the whip ’til the tank on e

[verse 2]
i’m high as a b-tch, so i don’t give a f-ck if i’m rappin’ off beat
i told my b-tch i really been playin’ this game all year, so i don’t gotta cheat
that stick on my body like cuz off bleach
white b-tch was a bar, now hеr ass lil peep
got ptsd, gotta keep it in reach
no arc raiders, hit your door like a brеach

[verse 3]
n-gga, my brodie a real arc raider
run in your crib, n-gga, it’s time to extract
n-gga, i’m still f-cked up ’bout that .40
that went right through my back
n-gga, i’m still f-cked up (uh)
makin’ bread off rap so i don’t gotta
makin’ bread off rap so i don’t gotta jack
n-gga, if rap don’t work, then i’m sellin’ that
if 12 pull us over, that dope in her crack
still double my cup when i’m sippin’ on act
got tricks up my sleeve, i feel like jack-jack
b-tch ate up my d-ck, her ass a big back
[outro]
dumbass b-tch
dumbass b-tch done made me mad
got me in a different bag
i been humble way too long, i think it’s time i drag
pop out tryna hit my rival, b-tch, i’ma empty out that mag

- aye ksolo

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