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letra de posted - drs vladimir

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[verse 1]
get the money i flip it then spend that
all that talking you really ain’t with that
with my dogs, yeah i slit it like a kit kat
want beef so i pulled up with a big mac
all that post sh-t, i ain’t really with that
talking sh-t gonna get your whole crew slapped
so stressed tell me why your hair line so way back
not hot, like this n-gga was big shack x2

fake n-ggas, see right through you, better layback
bad b-tch threw it on me, threw it way back
moving at night, i don’t see day light
making money on repeat, playback
making money on repeat, playback
making money on repeat, playback

[verse 2]
got off the block, me my n-gga we hunting, we looking for demons to stack up the guap
hunting by fours, we gan kick down your door, and wе letting it blow , if you running with opps
put on my mask, i’m not in for the clout, robbing them n-ggas, you in or you out
i don’t do this for famе,i can’t hang with you lames, while i’m stuck in the stu, you be stuck on the couch
stay on the street everyday with my n-ggas, that’s why they be calling us ghost of the block
put on my rag, cuz it’s wavy out here and my drip is ice cold, so that sh-t never stops
know there’s some n-ggas out there, they be lurking, they watching me shine, yeah they ready to plot
stay on my grind, with the fam and the gang, yeah we counting this paper heading for the top
[verse 3]
pull up with the 4, n-gga talking all that hate sh-t, huh
pop out my statement
police at my door asking if i speak english, no
no comprehender
i ain’t never fold, like my wallet, it’s breezy danm
this sh-t too easy
like a waste yute, i caught you creeping, ha
this man tried sneak in

i stay with my n-ggas on top
bout that action, we do not talk a lot
h.t, we stay post on the block
chain wet, someone pass me the mop
on the field, yes i’m calling them shot
drive by, got you stuck in the lot
top 5 got you kicking them rock
debby always posted with glocks

6 6 yeah shoutout to the real ones
working hard, they won’t let you get near hem
loud mic, that’s in case you can’t hear um
loud pack, cuz they want you to fear hem
triple mic, and that’s triple clip
purple cup and that’s all we sip
your n-ggas fold and nintendo switch
while i’m cript walking, you be walking crip
[bridge]
so take a seat
bow down
sending shots
loud rounds
4 quarter
last round
two squads
man down

[verse 4]
(look)
i’m a beast and i cannot be taimed
hop in the stu, and your girl give me brain
spitting so fast you can call it a train
never hitting the gym, cause you know i got aim
pull up with shooters, they ready to blow
n-gga stay talking i know he a hoe
so i picked up the 4, and i’m letting it blow

i do not f-ck with these lil ass choirs
dissing on me, you get sparked like a lighter
snitching on gang, imma change your attire
you thought you want smoke, till you say my hip fire
(gang gang )
of of my head, i be going insane
man i’m so fly like i was on a plane
n-ggas they dissing, steady they be missing, i wish that a n-gga, would have better aim
wish that a n-gga would try and come be me
make him disappear like my name was houdini
then i took his b-tch, now she sucking my d-ck, she be rubbing that sh-t, like she looking for genie
gave her a facial, i call it graffiti
i am the best and n0body can be me
talking bout rap, i make this sh-t look easy
where is the money you know that i’m needy
danm the perks got me out here moving dizzy
(yeah)
[outro]
i was young in them streets, balling like kobe
n-ggas dissing but they don’t even know me, started rapping now he say that we homies, that sh-t f-cked don’t assume that you know me

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