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letra de kkk - banbwoi

[intro]
you gotta motherf-ckin’ feel this sh-t, boy
banbwoi
(b-blackmayo on the beat)

[chorus: ngeeyl]
runnin’ through the streets (grrt)
it was just me (bop), i was one deep (deep)
if you want the pressure, hit you with a m-a-c (mac)
cross a motherf-cker at [?] boy, at the key (chopper)
everybody in the building know i love the k, chopper (draco, draco, draco, draco)
if your mans do you wrong, he ain’t really [?] (no)
these n-ggas out here lookin’ stupid, boy you left them bad

[verse 1: ngeeyl]
i don’t know about that n-gga though (they don’t know)
i heard that he used to pull kick doors
if he run up on me, i’ma let it go (stick gang)
and i love motherf-ckin’ 4-os (wipe his nose)
i remember i was servin’ out thе o’ (d-mn, boy)
but i had to level up, i had to grow
the dеvil ’round my back while i f-ckin’ sleep (f-ck the devil)
but i know he cannot come in between (in between)
what god plans for a young n-gga (on god)
couple years ago, i was pullin’ triggers
i ain’t talkin’ pizzas n-gga, but i might have to deliver (bop, bop, bop)
pull up with that .223, that b-tch shoot like missiles (grrt)
it go through your liver
d-mn, yeah, i love how i’m livin’
but i [?]
i don’t end up short like too $hort
but i’m ridin’ ’round with that d-mn torch, it’ll hit you, leave you moist
and i’m eatin’ sh-t like pork, n-gga (what? what? what?)
i eat anything (eat), put it in front of me, i’ma eat-eat (i’ma eat-eat)
and i’m ridin’ ’round town with a skeet freak
play with me, that’s a lot of shots (lot of shots)
yl runnin’ through the block
d-mn, i can’t believe that
young n-gga told on the gang, you is motherf-ckin’ disgraced
ridin’ ’round and the chopper ain’t for display
let that motherf-cker loose and n-gga, bite your face (bite)
i pray these blessings keep on coming my way
i hit her with the special move, i f-cked her sideways
d-mn, [?] don’t play that (play that)
young n-ggas pull up on you (bag), and i hit your whole clique
i be on that bullsh-t, if you play, you get hit (b-tch)
and i’m on that dumb sh-t
chopper beside me, it’s in the trunk, b-tch
[chorus: ngeeyl & drake]
runnin’ through the streets
it was just me, i was one deep
if you want the pressure, hit you with a m-a-c (mac)
cross a motherf-cker at [?] boy, at the key (chopper)
everybody in the building know i love the k, ayy
runnin’ through the streets
it was just me, i was one deep (tay kieth, this too hard)

[verse 2: young nudy & blac youngsta]
black ho’ like keesha, dracos and reefer
we don’t do that slow sh-t, fast car, you can’t keep up
and my motor geeked up (tay kieth, what the f-ck up, n-gga?)
like me, you know i’m geeked up (geeked up)
and you know, got wine, got wine [?] on the seat, bruh
i don’t wanna see ya, i make sure you won’t breathe (you won’t breathe)
i f-ck your b-tch, she tell me where your sh-t and wipe you clean (and wipe you clean)
and if your people lookin’ for me, they know where i be (where i am)
i ain’t tryna hide from no n-gga in these streets (in these streets)
you know i like smoke, you can send it in to me (it in to me)
you know i k!ll folks, man, this sh-t ain’t none to me (ain’t none to me)
this all about the money, but my life is m.o.b. (m.o.b.)

[chorus: ngeeyl, drake & blac youngsta]
runnin’ through the streets
it was just me, i was one deep (deep)
if you want the pressure, hit you with a m-a-c (c)
cross a motherf-cker at [?] boy, at the key
everybody in the building know i love the k, ayy
runnin’ through the streets
it was just me, i was one deep
(tay kieth, this too hard)
(tay kieth, what the f-ck up, n-gga?)

- banbwoi

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