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letra de scoreboard - dacrook

[intro]
ha! yo!
you know what i’m saying? it’s easy to talk that sh-t, but it’s harder to prove it, you feel me?
ha! ha!

[chorus]
every night i’m grinding, can’t fit no more in ’em floorboards (haa!)
every time we sliding we putting somethin’ on the scoreboard
why these n-ggas talking like they want it, they don’t want war, haa! (what?), haa! (bow, bow, bow!)
every night i’m grinding, can’t fit no more in ’em floorboards (haa!)
every time we sliding we putting somethin’ on the scoreboard (check the score, n-gga)
why these n-ggas talking like they want it, they don’t want war, haa! (bow-bow-bow, bow-bow-bow!)
they don’t want war

[verse 1]
yo!
don’t put time in these streets, now i’m grinding, it’s music (let’s get it)
haters tryna pull me back like my k!llers won’t do ’em (what?)
easy calling me a b-tch, but it’s harder to prove it
if i got shot they shot, what the f-ck, is you stupid?
go google the movement, p-ssy, you know how we moving (haa!)
wipe your nose, broad day, then go shoot up the viewing (bow-bow-bow)
man, i been being calm, but they want me to lose it (yo! yo!)
they never wan’ to use they brain ’til ’em bullets go through it (brr-rr-rrt!)
in the kitchen like i bake stuff, what you smoking, crack?
f-ck n-gga need to wake up, them hollows shoot your face up (bow-bow-bow)
give the green light, and watch my youngins tear the place up (brr-rr-rrt!)
opps moving shaky, they don’t know my n-ggas shake stuff (they don’t know)
yo!
[bridge]
they don’t know my n-ggas run up on ’em, let that sh-t blow
(bow-bow-bow, bow-bow-bow!)
in the kitchen like i bake stuff, what you smoking, crack?
f-ck n-gga need to wake up, them hollows shoot your fa—

[chorus]
every night i’m grinding, can’t fit no more in ’em floorboards (haa!)
every time we sliding we putting somethin’ on the scoreboard (check the score, n-gga)
why these n-ggas talking like they want it, they don’t want war, haa! (what?), haa! (bow, bow, bow!)
every night i’m grinding, can’t fit no more in ’em floorboards (haa!)
every time we sliding we putting somethin’ on the scoreboard (check the score, n-gga)
why these n-ggas talking like they want it, they don’t want war, haa! (what?)
they don’t want war (bow-bow!) (brr-rr-rrt!)

[verse 2]
yo!
they don’t really want war, so why these n-ggas talking like it (what?)
light ’em like a blunt torch
shots flip him on his front porch (brr-rr-rrt!)
might double up that scoreboard, so i can’t really walk without it (nah)
stay the f-ck up out my dm’s, p-ssy, i ain’t tryna talk about it (p-ssy!)
come get your get back ’bout it
way before i had louboutins, i had bl–dy feet, we been stepping on ’em (stepping on ’em)
ninjas creeped up on ’em (what?)
thought he was safe ’cause he’s strapped like n-ggas don’t die with they weapon on ’em (bow, bow, bow!)
[chorus]
every night i’m grinding, can’t fit no more in ’em floorboards (haa!)
every time we sliding we putting somethin’ on the scoreboard (check the score, n-gga)
why these n-ggas talking like they want it, they don’t want war, haa! (what?), haa! (bow, bow, bow!)
every night i’m grinding, can’t fit no more in ’em floorboards (haa!)
every time we sliding we putting somethin’ on the scoreboard (check the score, n-gga)
why these n-ggas talking like they want it, they don’t want war, haa! (what?)
they don’t want war (bow-bow!) (brr-rr-rrt!)

- dacrook

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