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letra de what da blunt - big boy gang

[verse 1: henrick tanner]
i don made this sh-t you fell off can’t explain this sh-t
i might pay your b-tch just to prove she ain’t made for this
many bigger sh-t the choppa leave his body limp
why you hate me? sh-t, if you were me you’d slay for this

that cryppa g-y for me i’m pushin’ p he pays for me
i’m off everything i’m walkin’ round with luther king
how you buyin’ plays i know your ass does not get payed
this that full of snakes our reefer make your body shake
[verse 2: lil smelli]
aw what’s up cuz i’m thuggin’ all day long
she says stupid sh-t said “what is you, my mom?”
and i pulled up in a limo like it’s prom
got that skrilla on me i send you to mars

i go crazy hit that boy out of the park
rap game sammy sosa got dope like like barry bonds
my b-tch pentecostal can’t be missing’ church tomorrow
swear whеn i pulled up the priest lookеd at me like i was god

[verse 3: sp-nk liar]
you better run i uppercut you to the sun
my bars so heavy swear this sh-t be weigh a ton
i got 12 girls for every gage of my shotgun
ahead of my time so i call you my grandson
uh
im gonna make your mind erase
got more heat than a fire place
retaliate annihilate
sp-nk liar prison breacher
payed less than a highschool teacher
sell cds behind the bleachers
you know i’m that lizard creature

[verse 4: ladnon]
uh, what the blunt?
your b-tch stinks so i’m l!ckin’ her c-nt
your b-tch thick so i’m gonna cum bruh
boys pull up so i said what’s up
d-ck on your b-tch yeah she a sl-t
laundromat lit that sh-t was nuts
hopp just spilled some lean from his cup
your words are lame that sh-t was tough
skirtin’ all day that sh-t was rough
b-tch let me know i was enough
ops got me put me in cuffs
b-tch i’m fitted up in american eagle
f-ckin’ with minors that sh-t illegal
b-tch i’m a loner don’t f-ck with some people
makin’ this green sh-t like a [???]
last name juice my first name is beetle
[verse 5: hopp]
i just pulled up in this b-tch with my gun
yeah that’s your b-tch why she call me the one?
i got that b-tch and a hundred on hun
whatchu want f-ck b-tch i’m the one
i just pulled up in this b-tch with my gun
i got that b-tch and she f-ckin’ for fun
i got the racks and she call me the sun
i got that cash now she pass me the blunt
like no
f-ckin’ that hoe and pou’in the 4
feds whent down now there’s lean on the floor
had that b-tch tweakin’ yeah yo b-tch a wh0re
f-ckin that b-tch cuz i wanted more
packwoods and lean got me feindin’ for more
i f-ck that b-tch now she a wh0re
i got that gun now b-tch open the door

- big boy gang

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