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letra de rank - d-lock30

[intro]
run it up grim
they don’t call me dlock for nun n-gga free sob real sob
(this is petro gang, don rondo)

[chorus]
gs out the feds with a drac
i been in them cars tell em uppin my rank
i hop out the scat and they break ain’t sh-t to go spin so don’t tell me u can’t
if u tryna get pay n-gga bring me a chase
we went up the- and a n-gga got chased
he got sprayed by that drac he got hit with this mase
doa on the scene where the f-ck is his face

[verse 1]
they call dlock a janitor (why they call u that?)
cause i grab me a broom sweep sh-t off the shelves
how the f-ck is yall beltboys getting the belt
ask face shot bra he was screaming for help (man)
all it take is 3 months get you back in the mix
lil 90 day run gotta get on your sh-t
get sum bags [?] make this sh-t flip
then you grab you some [?] and do it again
gon be a few ls take that sh-t on the chin
4187 stand tall when i bend put that sh-t on the four 4 n-ggas get pinned
g20c and it came with a rail free sob wish the men got bail
we really got beef sh-t we might go to h-ll
really crept thru that chruch screaming long live trell
my youngin was wicked he emptied his missile
fat- got hit he got blew like a whistle
pass me the drac imma dump off the [?]
you gon know it’s your time you get hit with this nickle
we run through your way with them switches and chops
for q ball i step so we f-cking up chop
we caught us a few and we never gon stop
ask backshot bra he got hit and he dropped
[chorus]
gs out the feds with a drac
i been in them cars tell em uppin my rank
i hop out the scat and they break ain’t sh-t to go spin so don’t tell me u can’t

[verse 2]
aye diz who the f-ck is that thinking they sl!ck
you know what to do get to waving that stick
he in love with his bike he be f-cking his switch
can’t trust me a n-gga won’t go out like mitch
jumped in with the sharks had to take me a risk
i’m sn-tching them diamonds i love how they glist
if he put up a fight he gon die ion miss
we was fishing they way where the f-ck was they at
would’ve caught lil- left his face onna steps
just punished the- let’s see who up next
he was stuck on the ground he got hit in his chest

- d lock30

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