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letra de six man - bando supreme

[intro]
(that bih’ go stoodip, xool, on gang)
aye

[chorus]
big back runnin’ to it, mind your business
bet you i ball, no six man
know they watchin’ on the star, hibachi
walkin’ wit’ that rocket
stack that money tall as yao
know the coppers tryna’ get me
not a gimmick, glock hold 50
jus add a scope to this new glizzy
kick him out the league, he pourin’ trish up
horses in the engine, i’m spinnin’
in a 2 door, not no dodge ram
pullin’ scams and huntin’, how that sound
can’t come around if you won’t shoot my shot if you won’t
i’m numero uno, only one of me

[verse]
pull your card, uno, stars, bruno
these n-gga broke, can’t be my six man
he froze, brought smoke to the ground
my shooter clutch like ginóbili in the playoffs
got that pack off, it paid off
sip that lean, don’t ask me if i want a perc, b-tch
gotta stay down and shoot my gun if you want a birkin
why you got that stick if you can’t work it
i’m touchin’ more cash than clerk is
know his mans hearin’ my hands hurt from countin’ this cheese
bon appétit, don’t wanna imped
you talkin’ ’bout bands, you can count me in
catch me, willow will, i’m rollin’ gas in a s6
six man, do what simon says, come back wit’ his dreads if you want
he come up off that bench for defense
get you a zip and post if want them rings
in the league, they trackin’ me but they can’t keep up
put that sh-t on, its a casualty, his off-white shirt a murder scene
i pour the red, no red bottoms, need my lean doctor
he got a shiesty mask but we know you ain’t shot no gun, for real
you can keep the clear
pour me up that wock’ and i say, “cheers”
bando wit’ the hoody, keep a fully
scared to shoot, i know he rookie
.44 bulldog, not a bully, still smoke the cookie up
[chorus]
big back runnin’ to it, mind your business
bet you i ball, no six man
know they watchin’ on the star, hibachi
walkin’ wit’ that rocket
stack that money tall as yao
know the coppers tryna’ get me
not a gimmick, glock hold 50
jus add a scope to this new glizzy
kick him out the league, he pourin’ trish up
horses in the engine, i’m spinnin’
in a 2 door, not no dodge ram
pullin’ scams and huntin’, how that sound
can’t come around if you won’t shoot my shot if you won’t
i’m numero uno, only one of me

[bridge]
my six man robert horry, for the glory
need a harvey lori
stack them bands up high and lay low, end of sorry

[outro]
end of that story, six man
pow, pow, pow, pow, pow
(that bih’ go stoodip, xool, on gang)

- bando supreme

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