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letra de off top freestyle - g baby cario

intro:
gang! aye!

g baby cario:
baby roll my backwood and ride this d-ck like you s’posed to
yo n-gg- is a lame i can put ’em on a poster
think i’m dude from next, the way you dancin’ gettin’ closer
dont worry ’bout me fallin’ all my n-gg-s on my shoulders
and yeah i’m from the land but i got fans in arizona
i’m poppin all these xans in my can of arizona
my momma tryna curse me out, she don’t like my aroma
but she can’t even wake me out the woody kushy coma

go shay:
the size of my wood, from my ring to my thumb
we roll fingers, if it’s less than nothin’ you can’t match none
lil b-tch where you from? can you let me know somn’?
‘cus nowadays it’s a lot of snakes that be playin’ dumb
lil b-tch i’m a big dog, and i don’t beef wit goofy hoes they get picked off
i’m tryna stack ’til my pockets on rick ross
and after he ate my p-ssy told him get lost
i’m a boss i don’t act, that’s a fact, i’m too real for that
boy you stain, play the vic, you get k!lled for that
boy i don’t trip, break a band, ima make it back
if you talkin green, money weed i be gettin’ that

g baby cario:
wit the gang and i’m smokin’ thrax, don’t know how to act
we been tweakin’ off them drugs, accidentally spent a rack
it’s some haters in my city, i can never be relaxed
gotta teach my n-gg-s somethin’, my big homie smokin crack
aye g baby you the flyest, boy you sharper than a tack
you on milton, you and all yo n-gg-s runnin’ up a sack
in the bando she ‘gon suck me up while budda break her back
i ain’t rappin’ just to rap, everything i spit is facts
every time i leave the moa i’m comin’ out wit bags
you don’t gotta pay for drinks, i just opened up a tab
and i skipped the line at aqua had them n-gg-s lookin sad
and my shooter eatin pizza luce, he’ll get on your -ss

- g baby cario

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