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letra de we some g's (pop my collar) - don juan & luni coleone

[intro: don juan]
yeah n-gg-, hood 2 hood
don juan and luni coleone, n-gg-, with that mob sh-t, n-gg-
kansas all motherf-ckin day
this one’s for y’all, b-tch
turn this motherf-cker up
crank it up
turn the motherf-ckin beat up some more, n-gg-
this is how we gon do this sh-t
eh luni coleone, drop that sh-t

[verse 1: luni coleone]
they call me coleone, mob style for life
and i f-ck a lot of b-tches, your boy ain’t right
i hit you with my pistol, your belly get splitted
b-tch you thugs on the new you stay with the b-tches
who wanna see me?
i’m an og
cause i fly by quick, sh-t you can’t see
i’m a sniper, the only n-gg- that’s told to stay put
b-tch n-gg- go get it, i’m off the hook
i’m coleone, i pops my collar in my city
with a pack of my partners, sagging harder than t-tties
just ask my brother short nitty, or t-will
they tell you the same thing, that’s so ill

[chorus: luni coleone]
we some g’s in this sh-t
who wanna see me?
pop my collar, if you don’t wanna holler
we some g’s in this sh-t
who wanna see me?
pop my collar, if you don’t wanna holler

[verse 2: luni coleone]
they call me coleone, sh-t does what sh-t does
go get me new hoes, that’s me, cause
and that’s the real deal,take it from me
been standing and never shot, still tripple g
ain’t no f-ck n-gg-s in this trap
we smack hoes and n-gg-s, never the cap
hit a b-tch in the -ss, with a knife so quick
she’ll sware she been f-cked by 6 elephant d-cks
i bring guns state to state, south to the midwest
b-tch might as well bring me weed and the best
it’s coleone, a n-gg- from the midwest
big ballen, chop squad hard for the set

[chorus: luni coleone]
we some g’s in this sh-t
who wanna see me?
pop my collar, if you don’t wanna holler
we some g’s in this sh-t
who wanna see me?
pop my collar, if you don’t wanna holler

[verse 3: don juan]
ain’t no love lost n-gg-, when we ride like this
shoot your punk -ss up, and then f-ck your b-tch
in kansas city all day, motherf-ckers make way
roll hood to hood smoking, when we strike in all black
everything on site representing kansas city
cause i got my chroam weals, b-tches gonna hatewe on that mob sh-t n-gg-, that drug dealer sh-t, n-gg-
eye doctors, i’m a downn -ss b-tch
we take his money, like the crystal chris
i’m on dubs, cause i’m rolling 20 inches
f-ckin with coleone, motherf-cker, step back
when we atack, don juan, i got them gangsta tracks, b-tch

[chorus: luni coleone]
we some g’s in this sh-t
who wanna see me?
pop my collar, if you don’t wanna holler
we some g’s in this sh-t
who wanna see me?
pop my collar, if you don’t wanna holler

- don juan luni coleone

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