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letra de belt - daboii & luldame23

[intro]
(ayy, ecko, turn it up)

[verse 1: daboii]
jump out and get busy, that’s my type of game
caught a sucker lackin’ at the mall, he tried to hide his face
set the play up on him, he got blitzed from all kind of ways
you don’t see this bl!cky on me pokin’? we ain’t fightin’, gang
bounced out with twenty-two, i’m h-lla mad that we ain’t k!ll him
used to look up to the hero, streets done labeled me a villain
fast cars and big cribs, this the life a n-gga livin’
and once we get that one drop, gon’ leave that lil’ n-gga missin’
yeah, they told me leave the streets alone, yeah, but i can’t do that yеt
surfin’ for them n-ggas, if they ain’t out, i don’t know who to catch
any time thеm n-ggas send some shots, i bet we throw it back
how the f-ck you n-ggas big money? ain’t ran through a check

[interlude: luldame23]
yeah, n-gga, huh, 200

[verse 2: luldame23]
jumped out in all black and shot another movie (yeah)
what the f-ck is an atm? you n-ggas google that (what the f-ck is that?)
greasy n-gga h-lla mad we left his lil’ brother snoozin’
i fell in love with bankrolls, my pockets stuffed with them blueys (yeah, yeah)
yeah, i keep dog sh-t
came home and threw fifty g’s in my closet (g’s)
i got the same price on my head i knocked his brother off to get (ayy, f-ck that n-gga)
23 gen5, fully blowin’, bustin’ at that whip (brr, brr)
i’m a militant soldier, quick to f-ck a n-gga over (f-ck a n-gga over)
b-tch, i stand on business on my block, i’ll smoke you (200)
n-ggas love to pop it on the ‘gram like these hoes do
shred n-ggas, been givin’ belt, you n-ggas old news
[interlude: luldame23]
(belt, belt, belt, belt)
brr

[verse 3: daboii]
yeah, i rap, ain’t sh-t changed, i keep pole
i don’t need a b-tch for nothin’ but big bands and deepthroat
why blood keep lyin’ on the skits? like what the f-ck is he on?
she ain’t f-ckin’ first day, i told the b-tch that we grown
2016, i had a gen2, now it’s a fully
catch a sucker in the county, drop a two, then i’ma whoop him
hard to tuck with just a shirt, b-tch, why you think i got this hoodie?
pressed him ’bout that one sh-t, he wasn’t on that, n-ggas p-ssy

[verse 4: luldame23]
b-tch, i k!lled a few n-ggas, doa when i bleed (bah)
told lil’ bro do a right, ain’t no shootin’ down the street (brr, brr)
get on feet and act a donkey with that b-tch and ’cause a scene (yeah, yeah)
i f-ck with lead first, my stockton n-ggas throwin’ up them g’s
life taker, real dangerously aggressive on the skit (n-gga)
he would’ve lived if y’all ain’t put that tough sh-t in his head
sent that n-gga to his maker, god forgive me for my sin (f-ck that n-gga)
dropped on him, left a n-gga head tilted, then we fled (brr, n-gga)

[outro: luldame23]
yeah, yeah, n-gga, 200

- daboii luldame23

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