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letra de real heavy - buddy bandz (rap)

[verse]
we keep it peezy with that b-tch we don’t stress on it
police tryna get behind my whip i had to step on it
when you n-ggas bringing up the hayes put some respect on it
these n-ggas think they right whole time we bust a left on em
heavy baby b-tch that’s my brother i’m gon step for him
clown n-gga, you can lose your life tryna pop out
same n-gga that tried to box me in got boxed out
these n-ggas claiming all these different hoods but they some dropouts
n-gga i ain’t saving none of you clowns better watch out
first n-gga to temp to throw a swing gone get knocked out
brotha asked them n-gga’s i ain’t the one that’s gon cop out
i just bought a glock with a stick and it’s gon rock out
(?) got a neck but on my mama itll wall out
n-ggas on my live talking crazy what they talking about
d-ck riding n-ggas, i ain’t gone argue pull some guap out
it’s a cold year , n-ggas better purchase them puffs tho
go crazy with that aim, i’m tryna hit you till you stumble
tried to hit the game he hit a l!ck that n-gga done fo
better hope you grab it for i do i ain’t gone tussle
baby posed to really be my b-tch she f-cking blood tho
20 for the skid my n-gga love seeing that gun smoke
opps say they seen me when they ran and why you run fo
haha b-tch ass n-gga aye look aye aye aye

i guess them n-ggas tryna creep but it ain’t work out
pop no mo doors or that next lo gon swerve out
how you running snitch but roll a statement boy you burnt out
f-ggot ass n-gga went to the pen and got turnt out
n-gga you a b-tch n-ggas know you not erectable
let another man disrespect you unacceptable
i swear these n-ggas foul, rap sh-t done call a technical
i see a sucka i’m gon be the first and not the next to blow
the whole gang was on a vegas trip, it was h-lla hoes
i don’t want them b-tches i got a b-tch and she h-lla bold
i’m only 21 spitting all these facts i’m feeling h-lla old
really did 4 years up in the there why? b-tch i ain’t never fold
snitching is prohibited lil n-gga i ain’t never told
n-ggas get to working with them people tryna get me going
they been on my d-ck for h-lla years like what the f-ck is wrong
opps seen me and try to throw it up like he was just a bro
i be quick to beat a n-gga ass before i grab the pole
the don’t mean that i won’t cook his ass b-tch i will sn-tch his soul
real heavy look like i’m joking i ain’t cracking jokes
we the new era in this gin b-tch i’ll black a hoe
too many die when you leave out make sure you grab the coat
i just dropped two tapes less than a year while i ain’t had a toast
love you when you rich, but it’s f-ck you when you down and broke
b-tches used to clown me when i was hurt
now i clown that hoe
all these b-tches wanna f-ck now so they can brag they own
but i ain’t give a f-ck i was in jail but now i’m back in the home
you ain’t got no shooters if they still leave their strap at home
n-ggas really demons we get excited when that pressure on
i was in the van making this hit before it hit the notes
how that ain’t your n-gga when y’all chilling, why you with him fo
dipped your 44 and get popped in em now you pigeon toed
member i was missing out on christmas now it’s chris n go
everything i had a dream about i make it visible
? or abc gon have you digital
? said he ready to get physical
that’s my brother he don’t give no f-cks but he ain’t mental tho
i was in the back in the hood rapping with my pistol on

- buddy bandz rap

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