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letra de peppermint - boss top

[intro: k savage]
daaamn, k savage

[chorus: boss top]
foe’nem actin’ bad, pull up, pop his ass
bullets shatter glass
paper tags, fast as laser tags, leave a wasted man
we got drums, we got h-lla’ sticks, like we play for bands
and we got glocks, all ’em came wit’ switches
hop out, chase his ass
five percent, you can’t see a thing like the president
how the f-ck i’m trialed for home invasion and they let me in?
if i snitch, them boys’ll take me out, but that’s irrelevant
keep my name out yo’ f-ckin’ mouth, i’m not a peppermint
[verse 1: boss top]
long live von, he was c-cky
you know dthang arrogant
now we don’t worry, [?], but we step on sh-t
poppin’ jiggas, b-tch know i’m that n-gga wit’ ‘dat hunnid’ pack
try to run off, i’ma make it fumble, then i run it back
pull up, throwin’ bullets, patrick holmes, but i’m no quarterback
i think i got another f-ckin’ vic’, boss t at yo’ neck
when d-lo off them pills, he be high, he bring that buggin’ back
we known for shootin’ first ’till you die, so ain’t no buckin’ back
matte black wide body, can’t no foreigns f-ck wit’ ‘dat
scat pack, hot car, shawty’nem, they f-ck wit’ ‘dat
four deep, four rods, like chino, they gon’ leave you wet
shonda birthed a superstar, yo’ baby boy he got yo’ back

[chorus: boss top]
-actin’ bad, pull up, pop his ass
bullets shatter glass
paper tags, fast as laser tags, leave a wasted man
we got drums, we got h-lla’ sticks, like we play for bands
and we got glocks, all ’em came wit’ switches
hop out, chase his ass
five percent, you can’t see a thing like the president
how the f-ck i’m trialed for home invasion and they let me in?
if i snitch, them boys’ll take me out, but that’s irrelevant
keep my name out yo’ f-ckin’ mouth, i’m not a peppermint
[verse 2: doodie lo]
playin’ wit’ my name on the next, get a b-tch k!lled
n-ggas talm’bout bodies, they ain’t gangstas, i’ont listen
speakin’ on some sh-t you ain’t did, how you claimin’ work?
poppin’ xans, poppin’ percs, drop the lo’, we pull up first
ayy, where them n-ggas at, them n-ggas hide
man, n-ggas ain’t on nothin’
tried to assassinate my [?] for some mothaf-ckin’ money
i was pushin’ p’s in kankakee and mothaf-ckin’ [?]
headshot, faceshot, green beams, red dots
foe’nem leave yo’ head hot
still drill, the feds hot
still on the same [?]
still spinnin’ every block
hit ’em up, he sh-ll-shocked
caught ’em in the cellblock
i be fightin’ demons, b-tch
why you think i-

- boss top

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