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letra de no white flags - bigsmokechapo

[intro: black gwaluh & bigsmokechapo]
everything muhf-ckin gwaluh
yall n-ggas know what the f-ck brackin, n-gga. bigsmokechapo

[verse: bigsmokechapo]
two glocks on me and you know what’s brackin (what’s brackin!)
pull up wit slime, shoot and subtract him (skrrt, blaow!)
smokin dead opps, (???) young n-gga gassin (dead opps!)
f-ckin on yo b-tch, man the lil hoe nasty (she nasty!)
50 gang n-gga, (???)
all my young n-ggas trappin, came up sellin dope (sellin dope!)
ran down on a n-gga, shot his ass in the throat (blaow!)
and i’m on (???) road in a d-mn fur coat (in a d-mn fur coat!)

[verse: black gwaluh]
lightskin glock on me, n-gga, it’s bussin (b-blaow!)
pull up dumpin, n-gga, end of discussion
i ain’t never need a n-gga for nothin (nothin!)
kick door wit a choppa that’s russian (-boom- get down!)
12 get behind me, n-gga, im flushin (dope!)
ridin dirty wit a pound of the gushers (bags!)
bad b-tch suckin d-ck, we in public (eyugh!)
five-seven standard clip b-tch im thuggin (blaow!)

[verse: slimesito]
got some new shooters so you better start duckin (blaow! blaow!)
i bought some new guns and im ready to buss em (on gang)
i robbed my last plug cuz i really ain’t trust him (slime!)
i move around town, n-gga, like the governor (governor)
in the projects and im servin customers (projects)
every day servin packs, im a hustler (serve)
big ass pistol on me, i ain’t no tussler (yeah)
i was in the street when yall was on tumblr
[verse: bigsmokechapo]
the n-gga was buggin got hit wit the heckler (fwaow!)
flip wit the sh-t lil n-gga i dare you (i dare you!)
i say a prayer then i go get my weapon (glock!)
ar-15 leave ya b-tch ass missing (you missing!)
no white flags, no sneak-dissing (b-tch!)
mini drac’ on me when im out on missions (on missions!)
play wit the sh-t, that’s a bad decision (a bad decision!)
big pole on me like a n-gga goin fishin (goin fishin!)

[verse: black gwaluh]
bad instagram b-tch hold the pistol (yuh!)
and it’s big as f-ck & shoot like a missile (bwaow, bwaow!)
swiss cheese a n-gga whip, i won’t diss you (never!)
two glocks, n-gga, come get yo issue
same young n-gga, used to kick doors
i remember robbin n-ggas for os (yuh!)
i be really gettin bread out these hoes
break a b-tch, boy you know how it goes (break a b-tch, yuh!)

[verse: slimesito]
in the trap i got that stick on the floor (gangway)
shooters strapped up and they post at the front door (front door)
five days on runtz and im trappin out condos (five days)
ain’t talkin bout pesos, i don’t got no convo (pesos)
you know im real jefe, you know im a capo (jefe)
im trappin out trenches, servin out the slide door (on gang)
i inked up my body, i look like a vato (drippin)
im drippin down all red just like a diablo (blaow!)

- bigsmokechapo

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