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letra de mr rogers - bang da hitta

chorus
you already know it’s mr rogers, rogers b-tch
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, straight out east rogers b-tch
i see you n-ggas with that talking sh-t, don’t make me chalk some sh-t
make me pull up on your block and have my shooters box some sh-t
they wonder why we in the news? coz my n-ggas body sh-t
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, straight out east rogers b-tch
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, i run east rogers b-tch
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, we got them bodies, b-tch
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, rogers b-tch

verse 1
and i run this f-cking neighbourhood with an iron fist
i got n-ggas that’ll hawk you, wack you on that iron fist
if i shoot you in your head – bet i see your thoughts and sh-t
i be coolin with them k!llers and they be my best of friends
all my youngers with the sh-ts and all they care about is revenge
they might pull up on the (?) drill you in
i be flexin, well finessin, ask your b-tch i get it in
yeh i bond her with no problem then i p-ss her to my man
changing topc in my hood – oh my goodness im the man
foreign riding, blowing kushy while i focus on my bands
gotta know we run the pole – shout out pappy, that’s my man
we the hottest on the pole and i can merch that on the clan

verse 2
b-tch im riding around on that north side – with the tool c-cked coz it’s war time
them opp n-ggas they be talking sh-t til they momma’s crying in that morgue line
facebook that’s same day, with lols and smiley faces
just stay your -ss in that child’s place, so we cut his -ss like child’s play
gang sh-t, squad sh-t, h-ll no no mob sh-t
we drunk as f-ck and we starting sh-t
get d-mac before he rob sh-t
god d-mn bro stop starting sh-t, we got guns all in this car, sh-t
30 poppers with red beams, that’ll hit your -ss with that hot sh-t
i’m from the hottest strip – that’s farewell and ashland , where i hang at, and slang crack
posted up where my gang at – never hang where those lames at
always bang where them saints at
n-ggas talk til their brain splat – brap brap brap brap brap brap brap!

chorus
it’s mr rogers, b-tch, straight out east rogers b-tch
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, i run east rogers b-tch
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, rogers b-tch
you already know it’s mr rogers, b-tch, rogers b-tch

-gang-

already know how we rockin

gang

- bang da hitta

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