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letra de death valley - chetta

….shawty what you think…
….shawty what you think…

i need a mill
no no tryna chill
hoe dont catch no feels
in the field
mobbing with steel
woe dont wanna deal
b-tch get real
spent a big bill
just to crack a seal
still i drill
on a b-tch boy
break you off a lil
call me two clip shawty
toting two tone fortys
b-tch its up
now im started
i can’t f-ck with you woadie
ima peace on out
beat your ass on live
in the east where they slide
or the north where they hide
i got blood stains dripping
smoking dope
lane kiffin
hoe dont fold
ima zip em
off a boat
never slipping
ain’t in houston
but im tipping
old stove
same whipping
ole cocaine flippa
its a forty cal ripkin
with a big 4-5
stay lit stay high
ima drip
ima ride
f-ck yo cl!ck
hope they die
rolling piff
smoke the sky
choppa city till i die
on a opp like yeah
till the streets give me mine
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
b-tch its up
aye shawty what you think
shawty what you think aye
shawty what you think
shawty what you think aye
shawty what you think
shawty what you think aye
shawty what you think aye
tripping up for days
i just picked off all the plays
i pop fortys like a case
all them blips up in ya face
i was riding thru sherwood
serving all the weight
i put bands round blue strips
stuff em in my safe
yeah my head on straight
pop a pill
ima faint
i dont feel
i dont play
rolling dank
issa tank
throwing fours
like some drank
in the field
f-ck your rank
you a l!ck
you a stain
extra clip
for my pain
pop a superman
issa bird
issa plane
need a vert
hydroplane
b-tch i skrrt
all them lanes
r.i.p. lil boo
till im kicking down
heavens gate
ima have to do you in on g.p
ima f-ck her clothes off
b-tch when you see me
im off in the north north
smoking out a whole p
all off in the pack ten deep
they can’t miss me
shoot you from the leavee
boy you just a chimney
smoke smoke
boy you just a chimney
smoke smoke
boy you just a chimney
smoke smoke
im in louisiana thuggin
on some major sh-t
all that capping talking sh-t
you can get hit
always with it on the block
you a major l!ck
paint ya face up like maybelline
you little b-tch
yeah yeah
paint ya face like maybelline
just popped a perc
all i know is savage sh-t
im going bezerk
i just hit a l!ck
i need all that work
rob em bare face
ima show my worth
catch em outside
let me see that pride
double back around
and make sure he die
issa vibe issa vibe
issa thing
i can f-ck with no lames
check my pulse
check my veins
i dont move
less im paid
big 4-5 like shade
ima drag you through the rain
i can’t feel for anything
guess that part of me is plain
if im sipping know its stain
if im gripping know i bang
if im trapping then its weight
i dont feel for anything
and that mean you hoes
i get bread like glucose
booming off a boost phone
my new shotty two holes
hoping out of two doors
all day stunting
if i ain’t got it
then its coming
ain’t no asking me for nothing
b-tch its up!

- chetta

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