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letra de thirty - demotus

[verse 1]:
thirty round clip make thirty pounds flip
i’m a young trap n-gga i ain’t suckin no nick
diamonds on my t–th got diamonds on my wrist
got money on me make a n-gga look sick
thirty round clip made thirty pounds slip
make money real quick i ain’t owe a n-gga sh-t (ayy)
diamonds on my t–th got diamonds on my wrist(ayy)
i’m a young trap n-gga straight countin up flips

[verse 2]:
say you want beef i got burgers
now f-ck what you heard about im bring them burners out
i see the money im runnin out
life is a b-tch and i told that b-tch turn around
i gave her d-ck then i told that b-tch get off
cause shes a b-tch that i don’t give a sh-t about (uhh)
i got like thirty pounds in the house
i count up digits while these n-ggas sit and pout (ayy)

[verse 3 + hook]:
b-tch talkin sh-t while i get to the guap (ayy)
thirty f-ckin pounds thirty rounds in my glock(ayy)
b-tch you ain’t hard i sell bars to them fiends (uhh)
f-ck who you are i’m a star look at me (ayy)
money in my hands got money in my plans
i’m thumbin through bands while im smokin on green
swear -ss n-ggas imma name em dirty dan
every single dollar dirty but a n-gga still clean
and i bet yo b-tch come shop with me
got perks, got green, got xans, got lean
any b-tch n-gga tryna talk with me
hit ’em with a f-ckin kung fu chop bruce lee

[verse 4]:
last time n-gga tried to p-ss mine
left him with a flat line n-gga
talkin dead on the scene
b-tch i get high just to p-ss time
thats why i am on top you can’t match with me
got the whole trap maxed out packs on fleek
got thirty elbows and my tax on east
smokin on track till i p-ss out black out
take a n-gga pack if you tax on me
i got the sauce and the seasoning (ayy)
i f-cked yo b-tch with no reasoning (yuh)
she said its very nice meeting me (ayy)
then i left off for the evening (uhh)
b-tch i go hard it’s r-t-rded
my sh-t is dope you can sell it fifteen a g (ayy)

[verse 5]:
and b-tch i barely just started
already the hardest you ever can even be (uhh)
f-ck that b-tch once she ain’t leavin me (ayy)
go to la for the scenery (uhh)
got so much weed its a greenery (ayy)
i smoke this sh-t like its free to me (uhh)
b-tch i make so many digits
so f-ck all the n-ggas who never believed in me (ayy)
i dont give f-cks about rappin
it’s just an expression thats all this sh-t mean to me (b-tch)

- demotus

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