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letra de all gas no brakes - chuck paradi$e

they dont
they dont
wanna f-ck wit me
(boom boom)
ya hear dat
no they dont (hear dat)
wanna f-ck wit me (yeah)
oh no they dont aye (aye)
wanna f-ck wit me (paradi$e)
no they don’t (work)
no they don’t (work)
wanna f-ck wit me

you gon’ feel that sh-t up in your stomach start bubblin (you stink!)
when you hear that gun c-ck
better start runnin’ (bow)
i’m shootin’ like i’m curry
for the three when i’m dumpin’ (swish)
i hate to be the one to have to come f-ck up your function
i’m rollin’ off a bean, b-tch, i’m fully transformed (whoa)
i’m smokin’ on some freeze like the x-man storm (whoa, whoa)
ain’t waitin’ to come down
when i die i’ll be reborn (aye)
that peoplе under the stairs
meet the childrеn of the corn (right)
what the f-ck you goin’ do
you get 250 g’s (haaa)
don’t spend it in one place and don’t go on no submarines (haaa haaa)
f-ck you mean
get yo head right
then get yo bread right
i’m all about that currency
worth the jet life, right
yeah, ayo i need that right back, right back, f-ck the hook
(lets get it)
make you bite the ground
give that profit up smooth
the medics sweep the scene
started moppin’ up clues
you f-ck with me, you payin’ like the garden state toll
i be chillin’ but i’m still k!llin’ sh-t, j. cole (what up)
v in sports mode, i be bussin’ 12 ass (buss, buss)
i’m smokin’ and my car, smokin’ super-sh-ll gas
don’t inhale fast, let your life take course
and if they said it’s beef, we gon’ eat the main course (eat, eat)
b-tch, im made to shine like a holographic sticker
i’m hungry on the grind
got no time to grab a snickers (na)
they pop out pose for pictures when i get up on the stage
think i got spidey senses
i can feel it in my veins (d-mn)
so i’ma do the beat like it stole from my mama
put money on your bean
know that i meant every dollar, b-tch (boy)
(eie)

- chuck paradie

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