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letra de 10 minutes - fredo santana

[hook]
just whip a whole brick in ten minutes
i empty the clip in ten minutes
f-ck a n-gga b-tch in ten minutes
hit a whole l!ck in ten minutes
ten minutes (x6)
all i need is ten minutes
whip a whole thing in ten minutes
sn-tch a n-gga chain in ten minutes
shoot em in the brain in ten minutes
the b-tch gave me brain in ten minutes
ten minutes (x6)
all i need is ten minutes

[verse 1]
trappin ain’t dead told you on my first album
looking at my stash watching thinking someone sign him
all these blue hundreds it ain’t come from rhyming
still live in the cut and all my n-ggas grinding
ceo of savage squad and b-tch i sign myself
came up out the concrete ain’t need no f-cking help
i need them guns and them mac’s rays
they head thing will slam
f-cked yo b-tch and i dipped her left a hundred on the shelf
come up bullets station up and told that b-tch i need a tin kitchen
plugged up too much n-gga i need ten chickens
i’m the trap king, get em gone in like ten minutes
see me in the streets and you know i got ten b-tches
we gon pop some pills and you know we got lean with us
i ain’t gone f-ck that b-tch if she ain’t tryna let my team hit
my team hit (x2)
i ain’t gone f-ck that b-tch if she ain’t tryna let my team hit

[verse 2]
i need more bucks
you get no bucks
see my money so r-t-rded like a yellow short bus
i give no f-cks i don’t need luck
got this thirty on my waist and i’mma squeeze some
k!ll a n-gga in ten minutes
smoke ten blunts when i’m finish
middle fingers to the judge tell ’em give me my sentence
fake -ss trapper rapper i don’t see no compet-tion (naw man)
fake -ss rappers, one of y’all gonna come up missin
ain’t tripping off no hoe b-tch leaning this some real pimping
shooters in the cut tryna catch a n-gga slipping
i’m the trap king, get em gone in like ten minutes
see me in the streets and you know i got ten b-tches
we gon pop some pills and you know we got lean with us
i ain’t gone f-ck that b-tch if she ain’t tryna let my team hit
my team hit (x2)
i ain’t gone f-ck that b-tch if she ain’t tryna let my team hit

- fredo santana

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