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letra de 17.06 (the lockup) - gastoniaboys

[verse 1: benzos]
gastonia boys dropping gas on your boys
we’ll drive a little too fast for your boys
in that stealth bomber dropping cash on your boys
we so loud n-ggers can’t stand the noise
k2 or us [?]ask the f-cking choice
if you found the truth then you with gastoniaboys
let me tell you something about k2, they ain’t even real, pretty fruitful
n-ggers ordinary like kazoo, sa-ma-la-ma choppers chop right through
we so loud, blunt smell like doo-doo
should i f-ck the b-tch or not, i don’t know what to do, do
mary-jane always good, put me in a good mood
drug dealer love me cause all the sweet i go through
undeveloped frog, that’s a shout-out to my n-gga
trapping out the bando, still make six figures
i’m in the backseat, about to roll up a swisher

[hook: benzos]
$17.06 that’s the amount i stole
before they locked me up [?]
i’m ‘gonna hit the blunt ’till my lungs start to fold
p-ssy so wet, that it started growing mold
‘gonna smoke the kush, ’till my body grows old
my rhymes so hot, but my jewelry so cold
f-cking with these b-tches, man it’s getting so old
convicted shop lifting [?]

[verse 2: yung lyfe]
dropping mollys is the way to live
‘imma take your b-tch back to my crib
[?] as i get a little lip
next thing you know she be sucking on my d-ck
feeling like a pr-ck as i take another hit
now i’m in the studio, take another hit
hit the gas, you will last
i’m on my way, to tap another -ss
swerving on that lean, ‘finna to crash
i could stick your mom for free, but ‘imma pay her with some cash
[?]
ugly -ss b-tch with the fake eyelash
on second thought, i think that i’m [?]
when these n-ggers hit me, they be “d-mn that n-ggers fast”
gastonia one b-tch, [?] cl-ss
all you other f-ck n-ggers [?]

[hook: benzos]
$17.06 that’s the amount i stole
before they locked me up [?]
i’m ‘gonna hit the blunt ’till my lungs start to fold
p-ssy so wet, that it started growing mold
‘gonna smoke that kush, ’till my body grows old
my rhymes so hot, but my jewelry so cold
f-cking with these b-tches, man it’s getting so old
convicted shop lifting [?]

- gastoniaboys

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