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letra de ammunition - ceros x l-thee & og

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(verse 1:ceros)

pick up and k!ll it , you know gon feel it
came in too hot and i came through the ceiling
came with the style and i know you gon steal it
ain’t even scared and i’m facing my fears
always in pain and i ran outta tears
bout to improve and i’m changing my gears
one of a kind and i’m so f-ckin rare (adlibs)
turn on the tv the stereo
she finna ride it like a rodeo
entertaining just to get the dough
now you messing with the ceros flow
most of you n-ggas be lying
you thinks its bars but to you rhyming
problem is i got timing
in the winter time i’ll be shining (splash)

(hook) x2

when i pull up in the hood (yeah)
i just try and change the mood (yeah)
i’m tryna enter this competition but this ain’t a competition it’s a mission
when you n-ggas mess with me imma shoot
keep em comin till your mouth is on mute
tom cruise through this mission and you
say h-llo to my ammunition (x2)

(verse 2:l-thee)

freddy kruger i’m the bad guy
i’m the villain man i’m k!llin
blood ain’t drippin but iss spillin
i beeen trappin like i finesse
training n-ggas get the fitness
workin workin get the guap
man i’m runnin ain’t gon stop
bout to make it to the top
l_thee n-gga on this drop
flying higher like the bird
shut up n-gga thats absurd
imma shoot i’m k!ller bean
we been sippin on lean
barbarque no grill
busy grindin for a mill
spit the truth i gat a pill

(hook)x2

when i pull up in the hood (yeah)
i just try and change the mood (yeah)
i’m tryna enter this competition but this ain’t a competition it’s a mission
when you n-ggas mess with me imma shoot
keep em comin till your mouth is on mute
tom cruise through this mission and you
say h-llo to my ammunition

(verse 3:0g)
these n-ggas are fake and i’m gone for the race
gave her a head and she said that i’m next and i rolled her a blunt now blowing on haze
i saw the youth and i had to react
god gave me a mind so i had to express
rap ain’t phase , it’s my work , it’s my bread
and i’m feeling myself cause bars are on set
busting these verses oh d-mn it’s a sermon
l-thee and ceros my circle is tight and i got no regrets cause my words are like vipers
pulled out my sniper , my words are like rambo
spitting on beats ain’t no rhyme or no tempo
they be resisting and never gone listen
pulled out my glock and i’m shooting em missiles
and that’s the end of the mission

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