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letra de front street - b. rook [b.rook780]

[intro]
they ever really get the drop on me like what (what)
go pac on ’em like what (what)

[hook]
really say they gon’ pop on me, like what (what)
swerve out if they ever really get the drop on me, like what (what)
really really got the juice with it, go pac on ’em, like what (what)
dimes in it, no nines in it, no glock on me, like what (what) (what)

[verse 1]
can’t n0body really talk to me, like what
naa you can’t get a percentage, lil homie forget it, like bet and we sendin’ it up
got it on lock and they dread, it’s mine and i spend it, i ride around gettin it yuh
might air it out like it’s vented, y’all try to prevent it then we gotta dead it
ain’t feelin’ indebted, like twenty four seven we up
i need some henny to cup
y’all just been doin’ the least like it’s rented, act like you invented the sh-t it’s enough
i ain’t been keepin’ it tentative, off with they head for a beemer, a benz or a bentley
i’m in this b-tch till they resent me, i said we ain’t lettin’ it up
yea yea yea
[hook]
really say they gon’ pop on me, like what (what)
swerve out if they ever really get the drop on me, like what (what)
really really got the juice with it, go pac on ’em, like what (what)
dimes in it, no nines in it, no glock on me, like what (what)

[verse 2]
they wanna try me they booted up
this for the b-tches that say i don’t do enough
that be all in my business like they wanna loot it and shoot it up
like they got it computed but ain’t got a mac or a ruger tucked
like how they gon’ done me without it?
m’s on the table like how they gon’ fund me without it?
the difference between us you took her to niemans
i know she’ll still f-ck me without it
don’t even try to debate me
i just been so caught up in irony lately
i just don’t get why you be startin’ sh-t when you bench ride
like they outta line when they faded
that sh-t been drivin’ me crazy
i still wouldn’t trade it for nothin’, so f-ck ’em
i know they would die to replace me
yea yea yea

[hook]
really say they gon’ pop on me, like what (what)
swerve out if they ever really get the drop on me, like what (what)
really really got the juice with it, go pac on ’em, like what (what)
like what (like what)
like what (like what)
[outro]
dimes in it no nines in it no glock on me like what (what)

- b rook b rook780

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