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letra de 6 invasion - bobby tootact

[intro]
(pradadidit)

[verse 1]
mr.dumpforthe6 i can’t take off my mask
it’s the boys on our ass if i see tinted glass
move smart ‘cause it might be your last
shot after shot, when i throw i’ma laugh
stop talkin’ ‘bout sh-t that happened in the past
threw 6 on that block but that boy was too fast
we send shots on that block but they keep gettin’ low
word to bro, sh-t keep gettin’ me mad
yo hunch, think it’s that time of the month
load up the g’s it’s time to go hunt
it’s a new opp sayin’ my name
i think that he tight ‘cause his mans in a blunt
spinnin’ for fl!cks stop pullin’ those stunts
like y’all better start usin’ y’all guns
lackin’ on court, i think i see —-
we not throwin’ no shots put his ass in the trunk

[chorus]
lord forgive me for all of my crimes
i’m on court it’s just me and my slimes
bro start dumpin’, i throw a dime
check citizen app that’s 16 combined
bullеts start burnin’, f-cked up his spine
you think i’m sayin’ this sh-t ‘cause it rhymеs?
on the shiest might dump at the 9
‘cause we made ‘em run it was multiple times
[verse 2]
mission failed and we taking trips we not thinkin’ ‘bout bail
gotta watch for the d’z think i’m gettin’ trailed
my dash on 200, can’t go back to —-
my foot on the gas, can’t go back to jail
it was me all alone trapped up in that cell
you ain’t pick up the phone you don’t know how i felt
streets not a game, if you not what i’m on then i got myself
[?] keep dissin’ like he ain’t get touched
we gave him a wedgie it’s time for the belt
think he embarrassed kept that on a hush
left his ass on the floor, n-gga askin’ for help
my first time fl!ckin’ i caught a lil rush
learned from mistakes, 2 hands when i up
he take mta we gon’ blow up the bus
tell briscoe keep fl!ckin’ he shot clock clutch
only nighttime drills, we pop out when it’s dark
hear the sound of the echo, don’t lack by that park
if he talkin’ on bro trey 50 gon’ spark
.72 bullets sh-t lookin’ like darts
check the charts
b-tch want me now tryna claim that spot but i gotta think smart
but she want love can’t give you my heart
only love to my g it was there from the start
throwin’ salt on the net but it’s not what it seems
you do bad but put on for his team
his brother got shot, other one beat
so tell me how do you walk with a beam?
new opps linkin’ up for a song
better stay in your borough before sum’ go wrong
[?]k, they know my bop
i’m too good for these kids i don’t gotta respond
[chorus]
lord forgive me for all of my crimes
i’m on court it’s just me my slimes
bro start dumpin’, i throw a dime
check citizen app that’s 16 combined
bullets start burnin’, f-cked up his spine
you think i’m sayin’ this sh-t ‘cause it rhymes?
on the shiest might dump at the 9
‘cause we made ‘em run it was multiple times

- bobby tootact

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