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letra de steppin out - casanova

[intro]
30, you a fool for this one

[chorus]
i catch you slippin’, i’ma send your -ss to god, n-gg-
and i ain’t shootin’ from no car, n-gg-
i catch you slippin’, i’ma send your -ss to god, n-gg-
and i ain’t shootin’ from no car, n-gg-
i’m steppin’ out, yeah, i’m steppin’ out
with my weapon out, yeah, i’m steppin’ out (yeah)

[verse 1]
ask around, i’m what they call a hooli’ (goonie)
really with that gunplay, i play call of duty (i’m with the games)
i’m solid as a rock so it’s hard to move me (filayo)
i could turn your f-ckin’ block into a horror movie
i palm the uzi and start sparkin’, just start chalkin’
all the neighbors heard when the kids scream and the dogs barkin’ (shut the f-ck up)
how you rap street with no rap sheet?
i’m the black sheep if you ask me
you were dozin’, probably, i own a shotty, put holes in bodies
quick to fold somebody, just ask them n-gg-s, they know my body
i roll up calmly, i’m jumpin’ out, the pump is out
start dumpin’ out, guaranteed to knock somethin’ out

[verse 2]
catch you slippin’ on banana peel (you f-ckin’ monkey)
i’m runnin’ down, pistol whip you, how this ammo feel
my body numb, and i ain’t on the pill (f-ck you talkin’ ’bout)
’bout to catch a body and it’s time to drill
i got the drop, don’t drop the ball, he ’bout to score
he ’bout to dog, one to his head, no tylenol (hit that n-gg-)
he try to fall, one to his gut’ll lift him up (f-ck you goin’?)
his eyes shut, the paramedics’ll pick him up (we out, we out)
as for his b-tch, she lime and shit, now she get hit (hit that b-tch)
no witnesses, caught her in the crib in front the kids
they started screamin’, my inner demon won’t let me leave ’em (should i do it?)
i started squeezin’, forgive me, jesus, i left ’em leakin’

- casanova

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