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letra de nyc with felons - baby kia

[intro]
yeah, i was just listenin’ to it, on everything
run, i bet he—, run, you get
n-ggas know that we step right on they play
huh, bro said he get play (d-mn, 1gbaby)
grab that f-ckin’—, grab that knife—, aha, boom, flaow
boom-boom-boom-flaow

[verse 1]
creep up, all he heard was, “come here”
matte black ss chevy’s down for soul sn-tcher
i make n-ggas get low with that stick, f-ck with them four crackers
f-cked up with that drac’, five to the chest, i make him walk backwards
who that is inside that white truck?
f-ck that sh-t, lil’ bruh, just blow
cold as h-ll outside, my clip pack heated inside my coat

[chorus]
yeah, paid bro to chase ’em, better not run
huh, told him, “we don’t bullsh-t, kia soul sn-tch up your son”
bk say, “i’m in times square with that stick”
day1 hangin’ off the moped, fifty rounds plus twenty sticks, yeah
[verse 2]
forgiato holdin’ up the v12, this a big body
micro stick inside this chevy box, i feel like ricch roddy
yeah, caught him down bad chillin’ in the ‘partments, lil’ bruh, time to swing
told him, “choose a gun, you pick the wrong one, you get shot, b-tch”
new york smokin’ hot, b-tch
told him he can’t stop sh-t
homi’ truck, play with a stick, slide aspen blastin’ hot sh-t

- baby kia

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