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letra de pumpin gas - boldy james

[intro: boldy james]
what the f-ck is up? in the place to be
n-ggas better know we from the motherf-ckin’ d
louie on the track, boldy on the cut
[?] close while we rip sh-t up

[verse 1: boldy james]
well, i’m a dt [?] n-gga for sure
when i step in the spot, it’s blocks plus [?]
with my shooters and my troops jumping out the coupe
bb king concreatures, bold block’s living proof
of a ziploc smuggler, you, you just a buster
if you heard [?] you’d think i was a drug lord
whipping deuces with [?] on the mob
and every [?] i give him a vibe

[verse 2: boldy james]
i’m still eight-ball flippin’, the zippers unzippin’
if n-ggas get to trippin’, i’m slappin’ my clip in
in the trap spot i be running through slabs
weigh it up on the scale and put the money in bags
on [?] was getting [?] twenty a week
mr. boldface james, i’m supplying the streets
i’m [?] with them crates and [?]
it’s concreature, boldy james on the drug zone
[verse 3: louie p. newton]
rolling through the hood, [?] tearing sh-t up
don’t think to lock the window just to say “what’s up?”
to my n-ggas on the corner caught serving them rocks
that [?] ’cause there ain’t sh-t else to do on the block
n-ggas start shooting dice, i’m like “what the f-ck?”
i’m feeling like [?], i’ma try my luck
you know these hoes on my jock, that’s 24/7
[?] these n-ggas, selling dimes [?]

[verse 4: louie p. newton]
still a [?] point, even ten to four
started stuntin’ in my raps as i’m taking n-ggas [?]
’til one wack n-gga go and start hating
he was mad that i smashed the lil chick he was raising
pulled out his strap, all i saw was a flask
i felt like neo when i spazzed on his ass
he shot, i shot
as you could see i cold smoked his ass

[outro]

- boldy james

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