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letra de suicide - ciggy blacc

who am i? someone that’s afraid to let go
watch ’em
you decide if you’re ever gonna let me know
watch ’em
suicide if you ever try to let go
i’m sad to know ya, i’m sad to know ya
who am i? someone that’s afraid to let go
gang gang gang

[verse]
drop a bag we gon’ slide through the block
i’ma move close on an opp i’ma manage a shot (grah, grah)
free [?], always down for the block
we get him pitched out his socks now he down in a box
down in her throat by some inches
hit with extensions
ima still air out a [?]
sh-t could get wicked, shoot like jo why he cl!ckin’
he movin’ hot on his pivot
on that block, so you finished
bro wet him up like some dishes
now his ligaments missin’
we gon’ smoke like a donut
we thank the lord ’cause he chose us
play disrespect, sendin’ soldiers
we bag him up, tag his toe
glock got a d-ck so its p-ssin’
but on the bible it’s sinnin’, it’s sendin’ commitments
sl!ck in my denims
i’m totin’ hollows, that’s in ’em
[?] for the breeshy
she let me in ’cause she treeshy
the animal, i go beastie
i thought he died ’bout his [?]
i got the call, brodie panicked
he coulda swore that he took him
the life that we livin’
it’s gettin’ money or blitzin’
and the life that you livin’
you could get left like a witness
and don’t lack while we spinnin’
[?] been spittin’ this vicious
used to trap on my jail[jo?]
she capped on my name, she not preggo
used me for garments and pesos
can’t be on that live, on that radar
we come in three come and spray ya
we hit that opp then we take off
send him on t get him paid off
suicide gang call me james bond
30 gon’ sing like it’s trey songz
big booty b-tch got her thing on
she pop a perc then we lay up
i dump that b-tch on her make-up
lovin’ her jaws, f-ck her face up
n-ggas get money and change up
only my brothers we dangerous
not a [?] not a soul that can change us
droppin’ a thumb, gettin’ facelift
got a mop on the chop, so it’s maintenance
n-ggas get low so they plankin’
hollows gon’ touch, better thank us
we see this man, there’s no saviour
we see his man’s, droppin’ gang too
different poles, different souls, they from [?]
gang
outro
i’m sad to know ya
who am i? someone that’s afraid to let go
gang
you decide if you’re ever gonna let me know, yeah
suicide if you ever try to let go
i’m sad to know ya, i’m sad to know ya

- ciggy blacc

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