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letra de steppers pt.2 - freshy dageneral

[verse 1: zoe floxks]
like so many times i threw shots and they flew
me and fresh tryna pull up wit’ two
bend through the opps, like, what y’all wanna do?
smoke stunna right up in the booth
walkin’ thru —-, tryna make a movie
threw four left a n-gga gooey
like how many opps really got packed?
look at boomer got took off the map
if i jump in the car i ain’t goin’ in the back
on bro i’m tryna attack
jump out the v, throw a shot at his back
skrrt off now we up in a jag
d-rose a demon if you mentionin’ mali
tryna leave a n-gga in a alley
i’m wit’ steppers you know i’m floxkin’ with dos
look at the opps just caught by the store
keep cl!ckin’ n-gga i ain’t showin’ no remorse
tryna burn a n-gga like some toast
droppin’ the hat, yeah, these n-ggas is jokes
dior got put on a poster
most of the opps they [?] they fold up
n-gga got clapped tryna be bold
kha struc got beat out his coat
like, rilla got clapped they took it as a joke
gunna got clapped he got left wit’ his pole
boomer died tryna link a hoe
[verse 2: freshy dageneral]
they keep runnin’, them n-ggas slow
cut through the [?], we get to the lo’
they ain’t bendin’ my sh-t why they cappin’?
i’ma keep rollin’ they mans, sh-t slappin’
like, i’ma just up it, just blast it
it’s in my hands why the f-ck i’ma pass it?
it’s a man down if i slide wit’ zoe
like, we tryna up at a 4
ricky, he try to up but he froze
[?] on d-ck, why they gassin’ my post?
slide through the ville it’s just me and my bro
v or not, it’s still a go
it’s a man down if i’m slidin’ wit’ bugout
they tryna go [?] ‘til the sun out
aim for that block, we dump if we run out
try to run and ran right to d-rose
we got shots for a blood and a loc
f.n.o k, lil gio got poked

[verse 3: doso g]
i heard somebody caught one to the chest
like, he died, put him to rest
like, keep mine, right by the side
first n-gga run up hit him wit’ the grahh
like, we them n-ggas huntin’ n-ggas down
famo a rat, that boy a clown
his friend in a pack, n-ggas laid him down
like, n-ggas know who really got the town
like, really puttin’ n-ggas in the ground
n-gga why they keep runnin’ when we come around?
just keep it a 100, y’all got some n-ggas who really be bluffin’
grrah, bro hit that boy in his nugget
then he got a job, he ain’t on nothin’
what happened to jah? got hit wit’ a m-ffin
grrah, we got all them n-ggas duckin’
[verse 4: zoe floxks]
grrah, we got all them n-ggas runnin’
look at [?], he got hit in his m-ffin
i smoke by the pound, this 30 be bussin’, like

[verse 5: doso g]
we up on the score n-gga ain’t no discussion
fatboy, jah black, white savv, stunna

[verse 6: zoe floxks]
don’t forget his fat ass mother
nookie, ike, boomer, drizzy
don’t forget that we smokin’ on kippy

[verse 7: freshy dageneral]
slide wit’ a choo and a 8
he try to run leave him flat on his face
2 man mission just me and la
grrah, jelli tryna make us a play
we chased izzy and we chased quay
caught one but act dumb for the day

[verse 8: doso g]
n-gga we tryna slide anytime of the day
like, get the addy park up where he stay
like, free billy up off that case
from the rocks to the towns n-ggas know how we play
man down if i bend through the bay
[verse 8: zoe floxks]
man down if he drop my rake
shots at his chest but it went through his face
grrah, grrah grrah
shots to his chest but it went to his face

- freshy dageneral

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