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letra de ova viral - fonzo 6700

[intro]
gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang, gang, b-tch
b-tch, y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on, on foenem grave
don’t play with us, on foenem grave
we run this sh-t

[verse 1]
i told lil’ folks, “k!ll his ass, you the future, he the past”
read between the lines, they gon’ catch it, that sh-t over said
he was tryna run, slip and fell, he ain’t get no pass
n-ggas love dissin’ on the ‘book, but they never slide
ain’t that how your brother died? you [?]
you don’t think that you should keep it cool while you still in school?
lackin’ at that bus stop, early mornin’ face shot
we gon’ keep it cool though ’cause we know that the case hot
they know that we run the ‘wood, i wish that a n-gga would
we want smoke with anybody, call my bluff, we sendin’ shots
he was tryna duck and dive, turned him to a puff and pass
you think you can party? not out south, it’s gon’ end over bad
told that b-tch to send them lo’s, if she don’t, we smoke her ass
we be smokin’ rapper gas, how y’all let y’all rapper pass?
12 stopped us right before that drill, god was on y’all side, b-tch, b-tch
god was on y’all side, b-tch
i be poppin’ out the cut tryna chase him down
he got hit with ar rounds, that boy never made a sound
he was beggin’ for this mama, so that titty took his face
rock-a-bye my baby, put his ass to sleep for twenty k
[interlude]
gang, gang, gang, gang, b-tch
y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on, on foenem grave, on foenem grave
we’ll walk up on your ass, nail your ass real quick
get out of there, you know?
f-ck n-gga

[verse 2]
thinkin’ that this clubhouse, that’s a goofy-ass mistake
n-ggas gettin’ too comfortable like they ass can’t get made a day
i be poppin’ percocets, sippin’ lean and smokin’ dre
took lil nuski on his first drill, he never was the same
i think i’m the one to blame, that sh-t f-ckin’ up my brain
least my shorty got good aim, he taught hisself how to hit that brain
fonzo goin’ insane, it’s f-ckin’ up his mental
gang, gang, gang, gang
it really f-cked up my mental, man

[chorus]
we do sh-t on camera, give no f-ck, we go over viral
all they seen was masks, switch, glock, b-tch, we caught a rival
why you leave your pipe in the crib? this sh-t ’bout survival
we don’t give a f-ck about the cops, that’s why we tote rifles
we do sh-t on camera, give no f-ck, we go over viral
all they seen was masks, switch, glock, b-tch, we caught a rival
why you leave your pipe in the crib? this sh-t ’bout survival
we don’t give a f-ck about the cops, that’s why we tote rifles

- fonzo 6700

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