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letra de locomotive - ebbie louis

locomotive lyrics
[verse 1: ebbie louis]
.45 by my side
all my n-ggas outchea they gon ride, (yeah)
if the beef poppin you know we gon slide, (yeah)
30 clip in my ruger that my mopstick
talkin like you really want it boy you ain’t bout sh-t
talkin like you really be totin’ boy you ain’t chop sh-t
i know n-ggas that be wylin totin’ chopsticks
drop the fishscale up in the pot and then rerocc it
i got 100 bands in the c-ckpit
i got more keys than a m-th-fuccxn locksmith
want that smoke like a ballon we’ll pop sh-t
violate ya mans come around and we’ll pop jit
screamin no no no way
how did you get me? you thought you was safe
told yo homeboy he was fake, and you ride round with sum snakes
but now you six feet deep n-gga and i really can’t relate
gah d-mn n-gga i can’t rеally relate
i’m a self rеliant, gun totin’, pistol whip ya kids type of motive
play with me and ima rail you with this locomotive
most these n-ggas ain’t supportive
reason why i’m really chosen
i’m the savior you ain’t noticed?
b-tch i’m the golden one i’m the token
when it’s time to ride these n-ggas scared up out they pockets
the clip hold more than 15 so b-tch dont worry bout it
like django quick with triggers
i’m a certified lil k!lla
lil reminder dont tempt me n-gga
ima rock like dwayne and jigga
pullin up in dually trucks
allat sh-t ain’t wooin’ us
all depends on who gon buss
and best believe i’ll do it first
you know me yeah i’m the worse
like voodoo b-tch i’m a curse
n-ggas really want my head just to put me on a shirt
they say i’m a lil disturbin’
cause a n-gga be lurkin’
itchin’ for sum hurtin’
best believe we purgin’
in a all black suburban
riding through suburbia
bet not say a word yeah
i really really encourage ya
[verse 2: ricky mortal]
i ain’t switchin’ sides i’m runnin’ wild like locomotives
i just hit the nile; a submarine, i’m takin’ over
a soldier with broken armor
no reason for treason;
robin these joker’s like i’m from gotham
i’m poppin’ up in the autumn
like bubbles blown up, i blossom
you b-ttercup, i’m a martian
pardon him; raps might tear ya muhf-ckin’ cartilage
on a trip, on at trip, all up in my rocket
melodic in each compartment
i’m sonic and you robotnik
lil’ boy you movin’ stiff
i’m quicker than a school shoota’
who bustin’ caps all into ya
you want my name? “what zit tooya”
like move, b-tch alias luda
you known for being a looter
you couldn’t copy the kid
i’m the past, the present, and future

- ebbie louis

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