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letra de extra clips - big hit

[intro: deniece williams]
waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, i’m still waiting…
waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, i’m still waiting…
hit-boy

[verse 1]
tryna see where i come in at first
how i’m gon’ die?
never gon’ know
could be a heart attack, could be a stroke
pull up in some crip hood and get smoked
drug deal gone bad, l!ck for my dough
in bed ‘sleep, some b-tch slit my throat
‘sleep at the wheel, off the cliff in my six four
slip, a mickey in my drink on the low
high speed the pigs, get caught and get choked
covid couldn’t k!ll me, jehovah just healed me
literally
on my death bed thinking, really?
i done shot n-ggas, i done robbed n-ggas
flocked n-ggas’ spot and got right down to bidness
exchanged bullets with opps, and nevеr been popped
served rocks to thе cops, ran, and never got caught
survived race riots on a level four prison
surprised i’m alive how lee baca did me
strapped down on a gurney, ooh them honkeys hurt me
doc said they’d murk me, i bounced back like burpees
couple ribs cracked, lungs had collapsed
pinched nerve, slurred words, drugged up in shackles
wanna make it out alive? don’t remember nothin’
then the doc said, shh i hear them people’s coming
remember what i said, if i show, your ass dead
man them la county jail sheriffs worse than then feds
[chorus]
ion like rapping like this
wrapping vacuum-sealed pounds into bricks
wrappers out here, banana peels b-tch
wrap a rapper n-gga, throw ’em in the ditch
y’all don’t hear me tho
ion like rapping like this
wrapping audemars, baguettes ’round my wrists
wrap the glass house, cut and hit the switch
wrap my hip with four fifths, extra clips
now y’all hear me huh?

[break]
heh, this for my n-gga nip
wish you was here my n-gga
the marathon continues…

[verse 2]
it’s the new n.w.a
straight outta pasadena
specialize in choppers, calicos, and ninas
war guerilla, some say that n-gga too d-mn much
one time stay on alert, so i keep heat tucked
hood supplier, you hear how the streets is talkin’
candy-painted with gold daytons, keep hoes straight hawkin’
gettin’ moneys in my soul, hold heats in my heart
i bust in broad day more than i bust in the dark
i’m a murder-rate hustler, yous a perpetrate sucker
two percent, in the way, p–p b-tt motherf-cker
i love to k!ll, real soldier
blood a real stock holder
big caller, dot com roller
eight hundred block controller
i rep a whole ‘nother class of g’z
the kind capitalize and stash the cheese
the kind recognize ticks, flies, and fleas
know the difference between k!llers, jackers, and thieves
[chorus]
ion like rapping like this
wrapping vacuum-sealed pounds into bricks
wrappers out here, banana peels b-tch
wrap a rapper n-gga, throw ’em in the ditch
y’all don’t hear me tho
ion like rapping like this
wrapping audemars, baguettes ’round my wrists
wrap the glass house, cut and hit the switch
wrap my hip with four fifths, extra clips
now y’all hear me huh?

- big hit

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