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letra de fleegod - flee jay

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(elvy the god)
what? elvy the god!
ay! ggmc x fleejay b-tch
you know- you know we gotta f-ck this sh-t up

(verse 1) fleejay
ay! look you a b-tch n-gga
hoe n-gga
ima kick yo door n-gga
show me where that dope but catch a shot right to your dome n-gga
i’m the vlone n-gga i stay with the chrome n-gga
i stay in my zone i might go poke a n-gga

(verse 2) elvy the god
ch-ch-ch- i might f-cking choke a n-gga
if you try to do something dumb
i might f-ck around and smoke you n-gga
fleejay with me glizzyed up don’t make me make him pull the trigger
when i look into the mirror i tell my self i’m a winner

(verse 3) fleejay
all my n-ggas threw up gang gang in this sh-t
when we walk up in the club you see the gang in this b-tch
you better watch your hoe we run a train on that b-tch
lately, i’ve been really focused i’m just trying to get rich

(verse 3) elvy the god
yeah lately i’m just minding my business
yeah you see me eyeing yo b-tch
that boy right there looks like a stain you see the time on his wrist
i up a pole straight to his face and make him give me that sh-t
i just want a mini-mansion and a masi with all black tints

(verse 4) fleejay
he thinks it’s sweet until we pull up and just blow him down
(boom! boom!)
you ain’t f-ck with me back then stop acting like you know me now
i’m a hot boy i need a fool just to cool me down
don’t make me turn my savage up cause you gonna catch a couple rounds

(verse 5) elvy the god
ay folks go around trying not to be too loud
the key to winning is to stay shut never make a sound
just take some time to listen to me i won’t let you down
i swear i feel like the grand n-ggas the hottest in town

(verse 6) fleejay
ay i smoke off the pound and you smoke off the ounce
since a kid i told my self i’m going to make it out
i’m getting money stacking bread that’s why they hate me now
they all said i wouldn’t make it well look at me now

(verse 7) elvy the god
i tell them hate me all you want b-tch i don’t give a f-ck
yall not gonna stop me from making big bucks
even when i look like it ain’t know me just know its tuff
leave a n-gga mushy like macaroni if he tries his luck

(verse 8) fleejay
when i come around watch your hoe she gonna have a heart attack
i’m never ducking no action you know where i’m at
i ain’t playing with these lil boys they going to get they damm head cracked. someone roll up a dead man you know i get breadman

elvy the god
ay you know we ain’t playing man
b-tch! free all they guys man you already know what it is ggmc
elvy the god!
fleegod!

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