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letra de trippin' - clip 2.7.5.

[intro]
everybody really wanna rap right now
tell em n-ggas pipe down
turn up
put the lights down
f-ck it, put the mic down
slap a mothaf-cka 2 times
bust ya partna in the head w/ two 9’s
wit the crew iron
bet the crew firin’
lit a cigarillo two times
in the coupe
fire
all up in the middle
2 rhymes
while my crew shine
ain’t n0body f-ckin wit me
naw

[hook]
y’all can’t ride wit me
y’all can’t smoke wit me
can’t hit a l!ck wit me
y’all can’t take no trip wit me

uglyfrank [verse 1]
ok i’m plug talkin’
i’m off that yolo, moon walkin’
i’m water whippin, i drop the top, you know it’s nothin’
it’s big franklin, just stick them franklins in a duffel
it’s 30 thousand, i make my rounds, i watch it double (do it for the money)
i got c0ke on my table, b-tch, i got c0ke in my blunt
i’m snortin’ c0ke off my table, i’m smokin c0ke in my blunt
you ask your old b-tch about me
i bet you she know w-ssup (you know me, hoe)
you ask your new b-tch about me
i bet you she know w-ssup (you know me, hoe)
i’m in a drop top, wit a top notch, gettin guap, boy
sandlot funna hop out wit yo block
look, everybody know that the trap gon’ boom
make bookoo through yo’ block
everybody know that the trap gon’ boom
if the money don’t move, i stop

[hook]
y’all can’t ride wit me
y’all can’t smoke wit me
can’t hit a l!ck wit me
y’all can’t take no trip wit me

[verse 2]

30 minutes up into my tripppp
c0ke in my nose & i feel the drip
f-ck i got my nose bleed drippin on my pistol grip on me
p-ssed b-tches on me
down in miami where the plan b
all my b-tches pop a f-ckin plan b
bet i’m ridin dirty where the grands be
f-ck a super star
ima bomb on tha song
pimpin ouwwww….
bring the bomb like sadam
sippin dom wit ya mom
calm like a bomb
n-gga spark up the bong
n we’ll all get along
wit a pack of the strong
in the lac wit a shone
crack wit the dome
f-ck around i put a crack in ya bones
ridin round dirty
wit sum ugly felons
what the body count? like 37
hundred in my mind
put it in a rhyme
i prevent another crime
y’all lovin it
but if i see another duffle
i’m cuffin it
mothaf-ck a cop tryna
tryna come n touch the l!ck
i’m comin out for every single dollar
every single chain, every purse
every phone, n-gga holla
run up on ya girl like whadduh?
dirty wit the flow, like gutta
budda, wudduh?
clip

[hook]
y’all can’t ride wit me
y’all can’t smoke wit me
can’t hit a l!ck wit me
y’all can’t take no trip wit me

papa bear [verse 3]

rappin till death, reppin my set
rkc, n-gga. f-ck the rest
3rd eye tribe, dmt on my mind
dont got mothaf-ckin time to do anything other than rhyme
got a b-tch with a fat -ss, throw it back in a n-ggas lap, make it clap just like that
just like that
whoooo
loungin smokin outstanding mountains of herb
entrepreneur, weed connoisseur
spit as dirty as a sewer and as clean as the most pure perico
purchased it from that chico
everybody know not to f-ck with me
if you do thats quite deadly
k!ll you in the middle of your sleep
dump your body in the middle of the streets
taking sheets of l$d
it was all a dream
it was all a dream

[hook]
y’all can’t ride wit me
y’all can’t smoke wit me
can’t hit a l!ck wit me
y’all can’t take no trip wit me

- clip 2 7 5

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