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letra de 77 - fuckraze

[verse: aveistrash]
b-tch, real trap sh-t with the ak
feelin’ like kobe, i’m going mayday
77 hustle with that gang sh-t
we don’t give a f-ck about your name, b-tch
f-ck your clique and eat my -ss
i would rather die than listen to you, sh-t’s so wack
raze at my back, reload the mag, ele in need of bath
we whistling death like we are aztec
p-ssy boy smells like sausage water
seven to the seven, we don’t f-ck with gossip drama
we on that country sh-t, no trap genre
going on some crazy stuff is the sh-t i wanna do
i’m a mo’f-ckin’ dynamo
my sound is the menace of the radio
let me check my microphone

[verse: raze]
f-ck all the talkin’, you guys gettin’ popped
pull up get shot with a mo’f-ckin glock
smokin’ the gas b-tch, i’m servin’ a rock
ave and me don’t do this sh-t for the guap like what?
i do this sh-t for the fun like what?
sendin’ three shots out my gun like what?
poppin’ three xannys so done like what?
loadin’ the clip, watch ’em run like what?
all of ur people are ridin’ the wave
while i’m doin’ music with mo’f-ckin’ ave
you think ’cause a strap, you’re mof-ckin save
while im shootin’ people down, rot in the grave
grabbin’ my tec b-tch, i run ’em down
gang full of actors, you’re f-ckin clown
sellin’ big dope in the f-ckin town
kick him from a bridge, watch him f-ckin drown (ugh)

[verse: ele]
b-tch get lost
shoot up your clique at no costs
my doc say you will not do it for long
popping the pills for months
raze’s dope get me coughs
god d-mn, god d-mn, yuh
i’m not alright
and i don’t know how but i f-cking survive
twenty-five grams weed
and i’m still not lost
my knife is rusty
the f-cking tag is country
don’t make me salty
our b-tches are naughty
this sh-t is just a hobby
we are the new wave

- fuckraze

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