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letra de 100 ball - bandgang javar

[verse 1: bandgang javar]
i’ll bring that hundred ball out, you saw me thumbing through on youtube
if i can tell you broke, the hoes can too
[?] n-ggas wearing [?]
you look like the type of n-gga [?]
[?] i’m on y’all n-ggas
we done ran through d-mn near all the opp b-tches
let them tell it, they so tired of broke n-ggas
she hate when dawg around, cause his watch won’t stop ticking
stripper hoes on us like maskeetos
you should’ve seen the b-tch face i just [?]
they’re worse than the bill collecter, won’t leave us alone
paid her to dance somewhere else, for like 10 songs
on the side, i got the loud banging
the second house on [?], call it the gass station
[?] sh-t ain’t stanking
i mean you call [?]
[verse 2: fresh rich]
[?] bring the straps
if you don’t wanna lose your bae, don’t even bring her ass
[?] 40 hit his lung, he gon’ be breathing bad
and i been running to the bank [?]
playing with the same b-tch, you ain’t ever seen no cash
[?] money making mitch [?]
[?]
b-tch [?] be in your bag
ain’t got a bag, then don’t aproach me then
[?] show me 10
b-tch try to play me, i put d-ck up in her closest friend
put my back against the wall, feel like they closing in
and if you wanna live long, then n-gga, don’t pretend
stop all that flexing, we already know who hold that [?]
if i catch her tryna steal, imma choke that b-tch
i can tell n-ggas goofy, you ain’t toat that stick
[?] s.r.t
you would’ve thought a n-gga [?]
[?] neck on freeze
living my best life, with death on me
b-tch, every n-gga with me bang s.o.b
[?] hoes wanna f-ck [?]
[?] loud mouth sh-t, i’m the best, low key
[?]
[verse 3: daboii]
[?] trust these n-ggas, ’bout fast as i can throw them
always talking like they know me, at me like i ohe ’em
[?] ass n-gga, man, somebody gotta show ya
n-ggas out here telling, but you know me, i ain’t scared of nothing
run it up to f-ck it up, don’t do that sh-t again
i see you run it up, fall off, then never touch a strip again
moving like a ghost [?], cause i lost too many n-ggas to the gun and the pen
got [?] high off the drank, had to hit her with the gummy worm
[?] let this percey thing [?]
[?] i can’t even tell you what i earned
stuff it in a mattress, tryna get it straighter than [?]
[?] your n-gga face, he gon’ die broke
let me hit it from the back, and make you hit a high note
[?] sh-t, he can bairley pay your car [?]
that boy ain’t got no heart, we can tell that you b-tch bro

- bandgang javar

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