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letra de 100 degrees - booter bee

[lyrics]
all i talk in my rap is grease, cah’ i turnt it 100 degrees, fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips il give him a sweep, come try run up on me, at my video shoot there’s a-

[chorus]
(yo) all i talk in my rap is grease, cah’ i turnt it 100 degrees
fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips i’ll give him a sweep (for free)
come try run up on me, at my video shoot there’s a glee (glee)
run up i’ll let this glee, that’s 1 in the crowd getting stung like bee’s (bow)

[verse 1]
big .45 with a bag of bells if anyone slips i’ll feed him sh-lls
if i see barbies chillin’ with opps, they’re getting shot aswell
i don’t make no tracks about girls it’s violent music, booter sells
i get a thrill when i let mine go, i love how the gunshot powder smells
everyone says they shoot, bro show me proof
the new year came i said i’ll behave, first few days tryna’ pack them yutes
21 times bro done him up nicely chest and back bro open wounds
5 got shot 1 soon get dropped paigans know that it’s overdue
they know deep down it’s coming the opps ain’t ready they see my set
when us man roll, they start running
free up bro got bagged for a pole
five and a half for this brand new russian
g19 with a switch on the side stay inside if i cl!ck that b-tton
6 shot pump pull that back shotgun sh-lls got different colors
—- got hit, screamed like a b-tch, why did he snitch? he knows he shouldn’t
fly out the ride shoot on sight the gloves that i got don’t open ovens
open the mash corn gets crashed, headshots if i see them brothers, on my mothers
[chorus]
all i talk in my rap is grease, cah’ i turnt it 100 degrees
fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips i’ll give him a sweep
come try run up on me, at my video shoot there’s a glee
run up i’ll let this glee, that’s 1 in the crowd getting stung like bee’s

[verse 2]
give the drop we’re sliding now, tryna turn them sides upside down
fill up the g-lock with luger rounds them man p-ssed that booter’s out
free my guys on the wing, one comes out then one goes straight back in
—- got slapped and chinged — got slapped and chinged they ain’t done one thing
if we get touched we sliding back jump out and shoot or drive and slap
we cancel anyone’s birthday party we let off —- birthday bash
they know we let handys slap, they know that we swings our shanks
knife work’s horrid we leave the paigans handicapped

[chorus]
all i talk in my rap is grease, cah’ i turnt it 100 degrees
fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips i’ll give him a sweep
come try run up on me, at my video shoot there’s a glee
run up i’ll let this glee, that’s 1 in the crowd getting stung like bee’s
all i talk in my rap is grease, cah’ i turnt it 100 degrees
fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips i’ll give him a sweep
come try run up on me, at my video shoot there’s a glee
run up i’ll let this glee, that’s 1 in the crowd getting stung like bee’s

- booter bee

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