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letra de run that - feltz or f3ltzyy

hook 1 – feltz

i get the re-up and serve
i tell the youngers run that
i don’t care about him or her
i’m tryna lose weight and get funds back
and if you haven’t heard
in the west yeah we let them guns clap
got my shank and i’m on your turf
get done with a bum stab
i get the re-up and serve
i tell the youngers run that
i don’t care about him or her
i’m tryna lose weight and get funds back
and if you haven’t heard
in the west yeah wе let them guns clap
got my shank and i’m on your turf
get donе with a bum stab

verse 1 – feltz

i do this sh-t with a bally on or i might come out bait face
if i do a drilling don i do that sh-t there with a straight face
i sleep well through the night and i don’t panic when i’m awake
f-ck opps, dead blocks, ten toes from the jakes
i can’t associate with fakes, too many snakes
i’mma whip that pyrex bowl, until we see them flakes
i just want them papes, i ain’t got too many mates
so the circle we keep it small, just like a f-cking bread plate
and if you mention my dead mates
i might have to catch a case
the ends it turned all violent, like it’s a trend or a craze
i done this in my days, 28 still ain’t been blazed
gun lean like russ, but i might hit man with the taze
and if there’s food on the plate i take
i don’t make me no mistakes
i might plug your plug for the food
now i’ve got a f-cking buffet
i don’t care what you man wan say
you can’t say it to my face
i might put man in his place
numerous times i had to jump them gates
hook 2 – feltz

i get the re-up and serve
i tell the youngers run that
i don’t care about him or her
i’m tryna lose weight and get funds back
and if you haven’t heard
in the west yeah we let them guns clap
got my shank and i’m on your turf
get done with a bum stab
i get the re-up and serve
i tell the youngers run that
i don’t care about him or her
i’m tryna lose weight and get funds back
and if you haven’t heard
in the west yeah we let them guns clap
got my shank and i’m on your turf
get done with a bum stab

verse 2 – feltz

if you see me with g-skeng, better know that’s bare drillings
i’ve been on the mains and the back roads making a k!lling
get the weed and i bill it
and the ting go bang no cilit
and the beeg gets hot like sk!llet
pumpy coming long like philip
three shanks, that’s triplets
gotta step with the misses
work in the kitchen, not washing the dishes
the scales got scales like fishes
see a opp we might k!ll his wishes
and i’ve been out here doing bare missions
and the f-ck boys don’t want to listen
till they see us in the flesh
now they’ve all got blurry vision
get rid of the birds no pigeons
we got turkeys coming like christmas
and the opps ain’t on my radar
they don’t wanna be on the hitlist
i came in feeling all gifted
so high like i just been rifted
on my life i might turn wicked
they don’t wanna get there wig split
hook 3 – feltz

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