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letra de next up - s4-e6, pt.2 - booter bee

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[intro: booter bee & producer tag]
play it a bit louder, bro
yeah, yeah, it’s calm, it’s calm
(kd made it)
yo

[verse]
i keep hearin’ h-lla chat, my paigons got h-lla straps (what?)
i know them little tramps
i could promise you it’s never that (never)
came up, i was sellin’ crack
they know i’ve been to h-ll and back
hit him with the dotsy, would’ve dropped if the .20 slapped (bap)
bap, i still slapped his dome out
you deserve a slap, if you slide and bring your phones out
they took my n-gga jamso, i felt the smoke, the whole pound
now i’m in the back, with my pole out
i’ve got respect from don-play, shootin’ guys broad-day
.15, i had it on me always (always)
i was ready for anything
where’s the dingers you sellin’ ’em?
buyin’ waps, don’t bury it, ride-out, shoot melons in
f-ck the feds, don’t tell ’em sh-t, always tryna nick my guys (always)
shootings and drive-by, main road, let ’em bine fly (bow)
that’s all i know, while i’m growin’ up, take a pic
top floor, me and m, f’s what i’m throwin’ up (f-block)
f-block, that’s home of the soldiers
f-ck the olders, we got war with the olders (f-ck them)
we spent h-lla racks on revolvers (we did)
one shot take his head off his shoulders, bow

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