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letra de straight to hell - ebk jaaybo

[intro]
(wooskii i think we got one)
aye, two one, gzz huh, jzz uhuh
yeah, yeah two one n-gga
two one n-gga, aye

[verse]
aye, i just left scrib
shotta with one hand, i d-mn near broke my left wrist
pull up to my block unannounced, ain’t got to check in (ain’t got to check in)
yeah, seventh street baby
hop out the porch with smith & wesson, not no three eighty
not one human on this block, blood this street mainey, yeah
don’t slide down seventh street too fast, blood this street janky
all he heard was seven (ah rah) and three drakeys
yeah, that’s a lot of shots
was just a adolescence when they stretchеd him, ooh his mama hot
can’t do what i wanna do to ’em, they gon’ call the cops
can’t еven lie, i’m h-lla boujee threw a hunnit shots in all my chops
do ’em and all the glocks, dribbled on all my opps
was on that block like it was good and they all got popped
caught ’em loafin’ right by m & ms, i was on that with ra
yeah, but free maxx and baby maxx
tinted up, plus it’s poles in here, can’t drive mercedes fast
got too much bag to slide, but i could drop a payment on his ass
used to be broke, but i’m dropping what he bangin’ so it’s bad
yeah yeah, suited up to go and suit and tie a n-gga
yeah yeah, been told on, sh-t got me scared to slide with n-ggas
could leave the glock and bring the chop, it don’t matter, it’s my decision
the sucka called me with a rat, i think these n-ggas fine with snitchin’
yeah yeah, think i’m too paranoid, i heard a noise and d-mn near dropped shots
he making songs like he on that really i’m the top opp
that last opp that tried to pop it on the gram got popped
on any type of time you n-ggas on, can’t say the hots not
fly straps when i mob
they ain’t spinnin’ over there, they got the ones that came before ’em dissapointed
when it’s twenty fullies comin’ at one time, you can’t avoid ’em
straight to h-ll with my two ones, i know exactly where i’m going
yeah yeah, sh-t all these voices in my head gettin’ annoying
yeah yeah, g block baby, tell me we ain’t scorin’
yeah yeah, boujee, i ain’t in that load if it ain’t foreign
yeah yeah, r.i.p he ko’d without the snorin’
and be sure to pay attention when you spinnin’, that’s important
look, aye, i think i’m worse than satan
droppin’ bodies in the streets, my mom stressin’, been hurtin’ her lately
before i spin with goofy n-ggas, i’ll purge with the babies
too big to slide with lil’ gadgets, i’m purgin’ with drakey
the first one outrageous, but when you catch that second one, you strong enough to take it
don’t bring my name up in no murders, blood i didn’t spank him
they say i drove that young man to slide, i didn’t take him
n-gga, free the thugs

- ebk jaaybo

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