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letra de mad about bootings - booter bee & mixtape madness

[intro]
(ayo, tr, go brazy on these n-ggas, man)

[chorus]
i slapped the mash on new year’s day
i put a bullet in mini (baow) on christmas eve (baow)
like an illegal dog, we caught yr and we put him to sleep (put him to sleep)
i slapped off one out the dots (baow)
i ruined his top, what a terrible scene (argh)
someone got shot in the brains, nine outta ten it was the bdg’s

[verse 1]
i got bagged, three attempted murders (three)
i shut my mouth, never said one word (not a word)
i’ve shot man in the face for jamz (baow)
i’ve slapped man in the back for kurds (baow)
two hammers up in the car (two)
no, we can’t get stopped and searched
bet anyhow man bump into opps (skrrt)
tell the driver “stop and reverse” (baow)
i think they forget bout the times that i’ve left man leaking, don’t be silly (silly)
“booter’s this and booter’s that,” you d-ckheads go and research his history (you d-ckheads)
i left the whole of topsides taped off (taped off)
i slapped his bro and they made off (they all ran off)
i pulled back the spinner on marcey (baow)
one year later his neph got shaved off (got shaved off)
if it’s worth the risk, i’m definitely rolling (skrrt, skrrt)
backseat got the twelve gauge open (baow)
know we got waps and the mandem’s live
tryna ride on the guys, what drug are you smoking? (what drug are you smoking?)
the feds know ’bout the damage we’re causing (p-ssies)
check the papers, everything’s awkward (awkward)
i ran in the shop and slapped him (baow)
one shot out the twelve left —- crawling
[chorus]
i slapped the mash on new year’s day
i put a bullet in mini (baow) on christmas eve (baow)
like an illegal dog, we caught yr and we put him to sleep (put him to sleep)
i slapped off one out the dots (baow)
i ruined his top, what a terrible scene (argh)
someone got shot in the brains, nine outta ten it was the bdg’s

[verse 2]
i’ve slapped guys myself and i’ve got man shot, i’m a man of my word (man of my word)
run up on f-block, shots get let off (grrt), little bro step back, back it and baow (baow, baow)
if i’m not hands-on, bagging up work
two rambos, tryna shove it in shirts (ergh)
b-tch got chopped while holding the mash
the way that her mate got done was the worst (was the worst)
if i pattern the ride and ring up the guys, they’ll definitely pattern (definitely)
get the drop, no way am i flappin’
four-door truck, out the ride i’m hangin’ (bap, bap, bap)
i put the a in action, broad day gang get tripped and splattered (stretched out)
chest and above, that’s standard
shotgun kicks like michael jackson

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