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letra de hail mary - donavan ransom

go get your strap and slide
this the sh-t where u might die tonight
go ahead go hug ya momma tight
tell her everything gon be alright
don’t forget to put your hoodie on
go get the mask ya gang ya bandana color of what ever hood you throw
go ahead do some hail marys too
you know that you are not coming home
momma don’t cry when she hear the phone
you made yo lil bro a promise too
he’ll probably grow up to be like you
amazing things what these mirrors do
you saw the truth when you looked in them
momma saw the truth when she looked at you
play this sh-t loud at yo funeral
(yea yea yea go)

(chorus)
play this sh-t loud when you ride with yo gang
play this sh-t loud when you aim for the chest
play this sh-t loud when you doing yo thing
bang out the window start repping yo gang
play this sh-t loud when you aim for they soul
play this sh-t loud when you raiding they home
play this sh-t loud when you hitting that l!ck
play this sh-t loud when you shooting that clip
(x2)

(bridge)
i’ve been reaping what i sow
n-gga i ain’t been outside in a min
i been reap- i been reapin what i sow n-gga i ain’t been outside in a min
i been reap- i been reapin what i sow n-gga i ain’t been out side in a min….

(verse)
he had a clip so we shot at them
he didn’t k!ll so we shot again
make sure the witness and victims dead
make sure you only aiming for heads
gloves on door no linen print throw the strap down in the river bed
get back in car with the window tinted k!ll anybody taking names and mention waiting at the spot yo house is empty (?) so don’t ever tempt me black everything so the devil with me
neo with the cops you can never catch me
riding dirty trynna k!ll me getting rich 50 cent die trying
make it for momma if this side don’t put me up in a ditch

(chorus)

(outro)
rep yo set
rep yo gang
rep the f-cking clique you claim
(x6)

rep yo set rep yo gang rep the f-ckin clique you claim
n-ggas just might have to pull on yo block
f-ckin wit n-ggas like us get you got
leaving you dead for yo family to see
shoot at yo lungs so it’s harder to breathe
it’s not a problem to flatten your line
say the wrong word then this place columbine
hop out the car wit the quickest reaction
gone catch a body soon as i start spazzin
never regret when i put you in casket
show up wit gang at the sh-t then start laughin
come to yo house just to shoot up the scene
reapers the n-ggas that’s ridin wit me
i’ll prolly die just from sayin the sh-t
tellin these n-ggas it is what it is
if m-th-f-ckas really want me dead then they won’t be afraid to put me in ditch

- donavan ransom

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