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letra de brand new - ebg ejizzle

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
bezzle gang business
bezzle gang business
(d-mn, nico, you made that?)
uh, throw me a perc’
tryna put sh-t on a shirt
ayy

[chorus]
brand new year, got some brand new opps
left wrist bumpin’, that’s a brand new glock
playin’ with the gang, he done got his ass popped
my name in a song, watch his ass get shot
no sleep gang, we gon’ slide to the morning
layin’ in your backyard while your ass still yawning
n-ggas screaming murder, but they know that we on it
pop out on your block, set it off like stony
if i miss the shots, tell [?][0:39] double back
yeah, he tried to run and got shot in the back
we took down your street and on god, that’s a fact
yeah, p-ssy too sloppy, you can have that ho back
i f-ck your ho, then her number deleted
know that next morning, she gon’ hate that she cheated
no, you ain’t think, you gon’ beef with a slime
[?][0:50], but that don’t mean that you mine
[verse]
what? ho, that don’t mean that you mine
i don’t want my b-tch, ho keep callin’ my line
smack me a ho just for wastin’ my time
don’t like me hoes friendly, and b-tch, you too kind
b-tch, i’m a k!ller, you know i ain’t friendly
girl, hold me down, know you f-ck with a menace
cuffin’ that ho, i’m in her mouth like a dentist
boy, just be cool, she’ll be back when we finish
i ain’t tryna date her, i just wanna face her
buy you a cape ’cause you n-ggas be saving
sh-t done got better, won’t say that i made it
you only call my phone when you want you a favor
slide through the city, gave my mama some money
my daughter get whatever, she don’t want for nothing
still on the block and you know we be thumping
[?][1:15] so i didn’t see it coming
it’s okay, know we gon’ up the score
you n-ggas lil’ boys, free the real double 0
and this on god, you got booked for your pole
can’t just talk k!llin’, that’s somethin’ you gotta show
.300 blackout, if you know, then you know
it’s like every song, i be switchin’ my flow
give no f-ck ’bout no rapper, i’ma steal ’til i go
playin’ both sides with the opps on the low
[chorus]
brand new year, got some brand new opps
left wrist bumpin’, that’s a brand new glock
playin’ with the gang, he done got his ass popped
my name in a song, watch his ass get shot
no sleep gang, we gon’ slide to the morning
layin’ in your backyard while your ass still yawning
n-ggas screaming murder, but they know that we on it
pop out on your block, set it off like stony
if i miss the shots, tell [?] double back
yeah, he tried to run and got shot in the back
we took down your street and on god, that’s a fact
yeah, p-ssy too sloppy, you can have that ho back
i f-ck your ho, then her number deleted
know that next morning, she gon’ hate that she cheated
no, you ain’t think, you gon’ beef with a slime
[?], but that don’t mean that you mine

- ebg ejizzle

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