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letra de no hook - doowop (gbe)

[intro]
red dots, nothin’ but headshots
ride ’round got his head popped
yeah, yeah

[verse]
we got all the way, ain’t no can stop us (no bap)
got his head popped, f-ck a legshot (bah)
we got grandies, i’m tired a red dots
he said the wrong thing, got his man shot
you still with the same from the sandbox
lil folks same cribs, they them ones make the land hot
yep, but they ain’t never make them planes stop
and a chain flintstones, i make it big rock
yep, and i ain’t goin’ bunny role
got a lil hoe with her n-gga, f-cked around got her in trouble
i got the ball? i ain’t never ever fumble
i been workin’ overtime, i f-cked around and did the double
been flippin’ sh-t so much, i think that i can’t tumble
n-ggas get where i am from, n-ggas turned it to a jungle
they tried to label me a rapper, ion mumble
i just talk alotta sh-t, i made 200, i’m still humble
in the streets, don’t let a n-gga say he like you
he’ll get caught in that room, turn to a cookie, n-ggas crumble
crazy thing, he won’t let a n-gga touch you
he a fool blowin’ k!ller turned, b-tch, he undercover
same n-gga i did seen with some money, he was up a couple hundreds then went broke all of a sudden
back to me, ain’t n0body gave me nothin’
ain’t no handouts, n-gga, i was state to state runnin’ (no bap)
i never needed a sellout, all i said was f-ck ’em
i was down here to touch him, he outta town, i came up bussin’ (pow)
well, i let lil bronem pull goin’ dunkin’
all i go vannie stuntin’, go and grab him and just trank him
yeah, we know what we know, ain’t no asymptions
n-ggas swear that they out in public, but they tail they be tuckin’
i caught a opp, i tried to face him, he get to runnin’, i ain’t even get to touch him let lil bro f-ck up his stomach
mechanic got two drums, yeah, we drummin’
and lil bro got him a switch, you don’t know when that b-tch comin’
we the youngest richest n-ggas in this sh-t
we look like we sellin’ bricks, we done turnt 9 to somethin’
everywhere, you know we still keep the sticks
f-ck around left the bl!cks, i told the n-gga “get some muggin'”
but i still a punch a n-gga in the vip, f-ck around and split his sh-t but it ain’t without a rumble (no bap)
still a sip a n-gga rint, they can’t make what i sip
count them pockets overweight, yeah, i stamp a n-gga
did sh-t just for the lake, you n-ggas broke as sh-t
y’all just lying to the people, y’all just bluffin’
he done went and bought her a whip, i told that n-gga that i f-cked his b-tch
this n-gga think he a trip, this b-tch suckin’ him
i got these lil n-ggas p-ssed, they mad that i’m really rich
i see it all in they sh-t, they need to stop him

- doowop gbe

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