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letra de safehouse (remix) - bigxthaplug & maxo kream

[intro: bigxthaplug]
(baker yung)
(yo, ben)
turn me up a little bit more
ayy
yeah
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: bigxthaplug]
see, we posted with pistols and rockets
ain’t makin’ deposits, we puttin’ that sh-t all into boxes
done got a lil’ buzz, now i’m poppin’
got racks in my pockets, a b-tch n-gga reach, then i’m poppin’
it’s you or it’s me, that’s the option
you got that lil’ pistol, ain’t popped it, ain’t got you no bodies
see, really you n-ggas n0bodies
got rank in the city, i make me one call and you bodied
see, we flash and crash as a hobby
been goin’ too fast with this sh-t, somethin’ like ricky bobby
i’m strapped like it’s part of my body
stiff at the shoulders, i’m somethin’ like frazier or ali
you fake, yeah, you n-ggas a copy
i bet if i give her this pill that shе jumped out her body
it’s wet, but i bеt it get sloppy
’cause i got a stroke give her hope and i bet he can’t copy
was cold on that field, was a jockey
but i had been jumped in that field before cleats and a homi
these n-ggas too p-ssy to try me
bumpin’ they gums on the ‘net like they don’t know where i be
600 the block, do you copy?
i really had fiends at the hotel gettin’ lit in the lobby
these labels, they tryin’ to sign me
but i want an m for my son, ain’t no tellin’ what i need
see, i’m bangin’ crip like a hi-c
[verse 2: maxo kream & bigxthaplug]
murder block crip, trampoline, catchin’ bodies
used to pull kick-doors, always been ten toes
shout out rizzoo rizzoo ’cause n-ggas scared to fight me
still get the ‘bows in on schedule
good ‘za bags of pressure
still wrap ’em and ship ’em and scr-pe up the extras
handicap crip, we special
hit him with the tool, on the news, he a special
pull up and shoot like james harden with carbines and rockets
they spin when i spin, pull up, drop off deposits
hop out big bodies with shotties, don’t get out your body
just bought me an opp, on they block, we go shoppin’
fat black with a gap, monkey nuts on the strap
you can’t sit in my trap ‘less you servin’ or shoppin’
we got ‘bows of gelati and bales of biscotti
got a thot in the spot cookin’ rocks and she topless
f-ck my opps, n-ggas mad ’cause we popped at they partners
they just diss on the ‘net ’cause they yet to come pop us
i put that on crip, they ain’t really on sh-t
hit his ass with a stick like a f-ckin’ piñata
balenciaga don dada, mad max in shottas
watch me cook it, serve a n-gga in his face, benihana
that n-gga gon’ die if he try me
i’m a big crip, bangin’ c’s like tsunami (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[verse 3: bigxthaplug]
see, i’m bangin’ crip like a hi-c
i’m cold with them sticks and that ice, but ain’t never play hockey
that hustlin’ sh-t in my body
but if i ain’t flippin’ that pack, then i’m robbin’ the party
they steppin’ on sh-t, hardly
jumped in the game off the top rope, i feel like jeff hardy
finna ice out my chain, went to johnny
really too wavy for n-ggas, i’m screamin’ out, “gnarly”
taliban not a gang, we an army
and yeah, we been havin’ some motion, just waitin’ to spark it
smellin’ like gas up in target
caught an opp lackin’, he p-ssy, i don’t f-ck with the talkin’
see, we droppin’ bodies, chalkin’
these n-ggas ain’t really steppin’, they really just walkin’
these n-ggas the feds, they be talkin’
i got some k!llers on deck that’s gon’ scoot for the profit

- bigxthaplug maxo kream

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