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letra de keep it down - c. venus

pull up and get off the pound
move it around, serving the people in town
they peepin’ the sound, they like it
they watching so i been keepin it down

it’s kicking cause i got the boot
i’ma recruit, i hit em and went to the hoop
might dish you the oop if you on the baseline
i facetime dunk, it’s a movie!
i got the m8v3rs in fellowship
i took the raygun, extended the yellow clip
better dip out if you see me on bemiss
weed weed, it’s c. venus
yall ain’t ready for the take off
bouta eat the beat and the beat need steak sauce
see a piece i need to break off
that — knock yo tape off
i don’t need no mo fye
i shoot you, take yo fye
you jugg that, that’s yo pie
that’s the rule we go by
gotta be pullin’ ya weight, filling ya plate
i just been juggin’ a 8
feelin the rate, taking it slow
but i been making it go
trippy, the beat, it go viral, i threw the spiral
it’s like a musical friendship
rippin the verses, i aim to inspire
watch what we do with the kinship

i wanna surf on the wave, people afraid, so they just be in the way
i rather go play and kick it with grams
bouta stuff three in a jay
i won the region with jay
we made a play
i be re-living the day
i hadta put up with tay
shooting a tray
drop it off, give it away!

pull up and get off a disc, flick of wrist, i got the government pissed
cause i hang with aliens, gang that we say we in older than fossils the government missed
got the ray gun in my fist, come out the mist, b-tch you at the top of the list
i’m droppin a diss, i married the street, cropping the beat but not stopping the kiss!

pull up and get off the bag, waving a rag
this server don’t come with a lag
poppin’ the trunk of the jag
i gotta a mag, pull it from under the tag

when i’m in the ville with oshey, you better pray
m8v3n, it’s blue or it’s gray
me and doonchie gone take shit over if gucci could do it with zay
i never run out of luck, i got enough, i could put some in ya cup
my gun isn’t tucked, its right in my hand, jam to knuck if you buck
you be impulsive, so egotistic
but i meditate with the mystics
poseidon got him a gun
we gonna call it a fish stick
come out the water, get dry
open ya eye, i got a boat in the sky
it’s glowing with fye, outta the -ss
run up, get bowed in the eye
all of us doing the job, who got a prob?
pull up on you and the cop
moving the mop, letting it spray, boy you gone get it today
sold a qp to poseidon, he been in hiding, all of my singles be sliding
gave him the secrets, finally had peeped it
and he say that it’s riding!

(hook)

- c venus

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