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letra de no hook - ftos twan

[verse]
kept barkin’ up the streets, this b-tch loud as h-ll
this sh-t comin’ every week, we got the loudest smell
i think percs, b-tch, i’m sleep, i can’t drive the wheel
was rappin’ in the bas-m-nt, it’s ’bout time that i get a deal
rap made, you can’t come on a drill, you might squeal
this my blood cousin, they keep tellin’ me to chill
this not no .45 glock, this a ten-mill’
arp or the glock, pick which one you wanna feel
if i’m fine with my brother, please don’t choose a side
get on side, chopper bullets pierce a n-gga ride
empty your [?] to my name, b-tch, i’m homi side
two seven, that’s what i bang, b-tch, you know i’m five
she all up on my mighty, said she wanna l!ck it
i only came for the head and the s-x then i’m dippin’
i’d diss everybody, they keep on sayin’ that i’m pickin’
he wonder why his b-tch love me, ’cause i f-ck a lil’ different
they think the ar fully ’cause i bust a lil’ different
my b-tch ain’t no hood b-tch, she a lil’ different
i could freestyle all day, b-tch, i’m gifted
he out his top talkin’, catch his ass and i’ma twist it
i hit all these actin’-ass n-ggas, fake rappin’-ass n-ggas
old lying to your b-tch like you active ass n-gga
all that rappin’ what you did, boy, it’s in the past, n-gga
catch an opp, go to work, he can’t get no pass, n-gga
that’s a fact, we tried to leave his ass up on the scene
hop out, blitz your ass, no, i don’t need no beam
hop in the v and take a ride, i’m tryna leave some steam
how you claim he f-ck with me but he ain’t got no green?
they talkin’ lean, he make a wrong make move, make the n-gga shoulder lean
these k’s comin’ reckless, sh-t, like a boulder team
you steady sittin’ on your ass like you don’t want no cheese
they put that sh-t up in his face, that n-gga took the cheese
i can’t believe he did that
i can’t believe he actin’ like a k!ller but he did that
that n-gga told a lie, b-tch, we cannot forgive that
you live a rap lifestyle, i’m sick you gotta live that
like what’s your motive?
b-tch, i’m a 5, i ain’t a blood or i ain’t out here rollin’
f-ck flip, b-tch, i’m tryna take a flight to poland
you gon’ get your ass k!lled soon, yeah, that’s what i [?]
keep on claimin’ that a n-gga ain’t take nothin’, boy, that sh-t ain’t stolen
boy, that sh-t got took
went up on a vacation, that sh-t got me booked
i ain’t got no manager, b-tch, i got me booked
and if i tell you ’bout my life, you’d write a book
b-tch
all gas, i don’t need no hook, b-tch
pressin’ the gas, i’m finna break my foot, b-tch
doin’ the dash, i’m thuggin’ from the hook, b-tch
you give me somethin’ then it’s gone, it’s took, b-tch

- ftos twan

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