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letra de switchy - bloodhound q50 & vonoff1700

[intro: bloodhound q50]
go
long live my brother, he did k!ll your b-tch-ass brother
go
go
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[verse 1: bloodhound q50, vonoff1700]
big q50, b-tch like what the f-ck?
slide thru the ‘raq, n-gga long live jeff, you know this draco never tucked (it’s never tucked, hoe)
f-ck that lulu, she want louis v
i’ma buy her bags in every color, better hide your hoe ’cause you know she a freak
pillow-talking ass n-gga, hide your hoe, lil bro’nem gon’ f-ck her
you the type to make your b-tch follow n-ggas then block they number
i’m the type to have your go tat’ my name right after i f-ck her
different hoes from different states wanna sniff this line, long live my brother
i like my b-tch up in the house, thot ass b-tch, i don’t want no clubber
if i like you, i’m f-ckin’ you raw, i’m a clean-ass n-gga but i hate them rubbers
if you love your b-tch you better tuck her
nine times out of ten a blood done f-cked her
got the b-tch up on the road like a trucker
she suck my d-ck, only thing i do is cuff her
bust on a pretty b-tch face like a bubble
louis v cologne got her wetter than a puddle
after we done, say you [?]
[?] don’t know who to call, she yellin’ in trouble
q50 catchin’ hats, she ain’t never gotta tussle
i’m a six-figure n-gga, she ain’t gotta move a muscle
she call, i’m comin’, i’ma be there for you
finna be so rich blood ain’t gotta hustle (aight)
[verse 2: vonoff1700]
tryna spin our hood, his ass a duck
he think he makin’ it off this block, i’m puttin’ switchy on his b-tt (g19 switchy)
ask ’bout tg, you know we don’t play
i know y’all heard ’bout lil’ top, we shot ’em all up in his face
switch went off, that n-gga dead now (with his dead-ass)
f-cked dayski up, can’t use his legs now (his ass can’t walk)
since that one sh-t, them n-ggas scared now
they say they on they block, we spin they sh-t, we let off every round
think i stopped slidin’ ’cause i got rich
[?] and munchie got hit in their sh-t
they caught dude out on a date, i heard they shot him and his b-tch
they did him bad, i heard he got hit up with draco and a switch (god d-mn)
he wasn’t even bad when we was young, it’s ten years later, he still a b-tch
at twenty-one touched a m, i feel like herb, i went legit
q50 finna p-ss me off, he keep talkin’ ’bout takin’ a kit
got hit all in his stomach, so he stand up when he sh-t
i don’t really like to talk, but i have to, but just this year i think we up like six (d-mn)

[outro: vonoff1700]
no bullsh-t, we catchin’ hats foenem
we into the summer, n-ggas can’t go nowhere but get put under
you know we going up, you know we going viral
f-ck all the opps, long live boog, long live mike, diss on ’em and you gon’ lose your life
blood in, blood out, b-tch

- bloodhound q50 vonoff1700

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