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letra de the nac 2 - blp kosher

(ayo run it up rami)
(water)

i feel like dwayne the rock, johnson & johnson shots
he work with troll i call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
i used to look out for the boys but now they mad i’m ’bout to pop
these people woke for nothin’ they don’t take no action only talk
steppin’ in my mocassins but i don’t f-ck with snakes
i used to sin but i won’t mock a sin i pray for better days
thе opps gone they had to relocatе, m-i-s-s-i-s-s-i-p-p-i they left the sunshine state
beef i jerk the wheel and i buck the jack link and i rip ’em
aye bruh i go ham and i link ’em, aye bruh i go ham lincoln
sassy opps i leave a tip and i tip a ton no london tipton
f-ck that trailer park i started earthquake no survivin’ a visit
you push mongo i push p’s, you could kiss that chain goodbye
them boys flag and rob dyrdek i’m speakin’ facts they fantasize
i see an opp and i put that boy on hall of meat that cracka died
and that ain’t j don’t throw it up you broke the code disqualified

push p’s and i keep a rod, p-rod the switch nac, light up on a mac
forty on the cobra if it’s up and that’s the case i made him run away from that yola
pushin’ up three deep like shadow, tails, and sonic ’till it’s over
his bm i done hit too, just know that his ass cap, knockin’ off the tap
(water) we ain’t bumpin’ shoulders
big mouth, that boy a rat i’m violatin’ him in boca (water) and tipped him over
i bleed concrete, dreidel she wrote i’m talkin wet cement
the more i rush up the amount i see them dead presidents
you dissin’ the deceased i’m tryna lift the whole residence
the premises and every nemesis and no evidence
third law, air mass as if it’s up then it’s stuck, huh
magnitude the opposite direction only thus
also dalton’s law of partials says pressure imma bust
the .40 glock came with a c-ck all on the side who wanna f-ck?
and now it’s time to cook don’t know why the h-ll they judgin’ i’m the writer not the book
they say prod a get you k!lled so i put prada on my pupils and i look i carry choppas under wood they say i’m misunderstood
i feel like dwayne the rock, johnson & johnson shots
he work with troll i call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
i used to look out for the boys but now they mad i’m ’bout to pop
these people woke for nothin’ they don’t take no action only talk

- blp kosher

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