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letra de phone call - booter bee

[verse 1]
you know we swept up the streets, my guy’s took the p-ss
i won’t draw for this mash if i’m not bulleting his wig
i shot thе main ones, i’ll catch the others in a bit
if wе get the right drop, you know we f-cking up his sh-t
they can say what they want but they’ll see me and fold
fresh g19, clip filled up with gold
four bells in the pump but six what it holds
you don’t wanna see bro, gangs fully on smoke

[chorus]
all i needs a phone call to tell me that he’s there
give me 15 minutes, now there’s choppers in the air
six bells in the pop, sixteen in the reh’
five bells in the four, h-lla corn we can share
big hammers on deck, little man sit down
three in the 3 shot, the spinners holds six rounds
six bags for the glee, the double barrel came cheap
we got a 9 with a whistle, long clip full of sweets
[verse 2]
they could never throw dirt on my name
shot guys point blank with a smirk on my face
don’t be asking the guys when this beefs gonna stop
as long as opps are alive then this wap stays c-cked
i’m from h-u-d, you know the town full of rats
f-block, you know my strips full of straps
drive-by’s, lean out, double tap
slide the clip in the g19 and pull it back
you know them bootings i done was silly
knife works crazy, i put ten on my nizzy
spent a bag on a dinger, six on a glizzy
spent another 4.5 on this fizzy
we got waps, think it’s cap? come and walk with me
i ain’t deading no beef, stop calling me
he got shot in the barbershop
anytime he gets a trim he gets thoughts of me

- booter bee

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