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letra de fly - brodinski

[intro: slimesito]
on gang (zero)

[verse: slimesito]
n-gga, you ain’t real, i can see it in your eyes (on gang)
you a small fry (small fry), n-gga i got mob ties (mob)
pulled up on yo block n-gga, you cannot hide (nah)
i don’t like tec-9’s (nine), n-gga i just like glock .9’s (nine)
i like compact pistols, i don’t like .45’s, n-gga (f-ck)
and i got a bad b-tch, and she acting shy
all these motherf-ckin’ sticks n-gga, i can’t let sh-t slide (nah)
all these shooters doing drills every day, it’s like the ch’i
where i come from you can’t lack, every day i tote that fire (gang)
i remember thirteen with that stick, doing drive-bys (sticks)
n-ggas touring on machines (machines), i can’t let that sh-t fly (nah)
teachers said i won’t gon’ be sh-t, n-gga, ’cause i stay high
all these racks up in my pants (racks), n-gga, i’m the bad guy
everybody talkin’ stress, n-gga, that’s why i got five (five)
n-ggas talking behind my back, n-gga, but it’s all lies
in a foreign, double down, yeah i’m toting two .9’s
all my n-ggas in the street, and them n-ggas pullin’ slime
i don’t really trust no n-gga, ’cause these n-ggas be droppin’ dimes
hit that n-gga with the stick, yeah, i shot him nine times
all my n-ggas live in crime, n-gga, i don’t have no time
slime that n-gga for his work (slime), he ain’t see sh-t like he blind
and i’m sipping on this red (red), n-gga, and that sh-t ain’t wine
in the trap, i got that fire, gotta keep it all times
and all these f-cking drugs, i can’t pull up all the time (nah)

- brodinski

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