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letra de tiro - b-lovee

[verse 1]
que lo que, what’s the word?
que tu ase, what we doing?
we spot a opp, get to shooting
but do ‘em like wasca, what we booming
we making movies, so don’t walk up
n-ggas hiding and sh-t, they ain’t stupid
pop out the cut, how we do it
he don’t got no drills, but he make good music
like, she tryna come to my casa
‘cause she tryna give me that culo
and it’s still “free flocka” out the you know
hit and quit it, we can’t fall for no group ho
i’m the one, number uno
just having fun, let a few go
hit it good, make her scream papi chulo
.40 flip a n-gga like a sumo

[chorus]
when we on that block, tiro
n-ggas hiding and sh-t when he sending
when we catch a opp
shots from the glock that i’m lifting
n-ggas be acting like deebo
he don’t see what i see, though
shooter with me and i call him carlito
tiro (3x)

[verse 2]
i’m too crafty, like, who wanna see that
i keep it on me, i don’t need a b-bag
we like 4 deep, we got three straps
shorty on me, throw that thing back
one of the bros be the watchout
if we catch a opp, he get clocked out
bullets hit hard, that’s a knockout
we say ‘tiro, then let a shot out
he act bad, then i’m backing him down
and then after that, ain’t no getting up
there go my cup, pass me my soda
pour up that lean, can’t get enough
and she used to move wocky
hit it from the side, got her calling me papi
get to the money, these n-ggas broke
and this is for all the opp n-ggas that watch me

- b lovee

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