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letra de 2am in 4sho - gmo stax

[intro: veeze]
(jose the plug)
(joey)
(joey)
yeah

[verse 1: veeze]
lil’ cousin got off, he still excited about it
cp walked in, he got an eight, ’bout to drop it (drop)
you could run and hide, got a light on the rocket
9k all dubs, like a pint in my pocket (f-ck it)

[verse 2: gmo stax]
ten, twenty, thirty, i lost count what’s in my pocket (for real)
naw, i’m lyin’, i got twenty, spent a thousand on my outfit (haha)
f-ck a middleman, i went straight to the outlet
how the f-ck you hit the road and you ain’t come back with no profit? (how?)

[verse 3: veeze]
how the f-ck y’all n-ggas slide, y’all ain’t come back with no bodies? (what?)
this b-tch lyin’, said in three months, she ain’t f-ck n0body (b-tch)
reachin’ in my pants, b-tch, you better not touch the glocky (bl!cky)
black louis belt, b-tch, i don’t know karate (i don’t)

[verse 4: gmo stax]
i’m ridin’ with my felons, b-tch, they known for catchin’ bodiеs (yeah)
showed that lil’ b-tch 30k, got to l!ckin’ on my body (freak)
wе turnt, me and veeze in the party (ugh)
white hoes shakin’ ass and they off some molly (b-tch)
[verse 5: veeze]
pull up, lil’ cuz, you know i got you (pull up)
i got the drank and the percs and exotic (gas)
we be poppin’ cris’, we don’t f-ck with rose bottles (ugh)
and i got a b-tch badder than 4sho models (she is)

[verse 6: gmo stax]
underdog on the team, baby, call me klay thompson (b-tch)
put the flash on the glock, if i don’t hit, then i’ma blind ’em (she blind)
it’s late as h-ll, veeze popped up perfect timing (yeah)
lil’ b-tch never had sh-t, took her ass to benihanas (f-ck it)

[verse 7: veeze]
i got cheese layin’ on the beef like red robins (ugh)
i got shawties poppin’ out the cut, spray everybody (gang)
i done f-cked a thousand hoes and i don’t care about ’em (what?)
you never been in birmingham, but you still wearin’ robins (cap)
we pulled 400k out your state, the fiends ballin’ (huh)
i should get a gift for fathers day, ’cause veeze taught you (b-tch)
it ain’t no more lean in the city, we bought it (we did)
i had to sneak the— in the club to be cautious

[verse 8: gmo stax]
don’t say nothin’ to the police, that’s what auntie nique taught me (she told me)
hit him with that four-five, leave a n-gga jawless (bah)
all over everything, your b-tch love me everything
on the block chillin’, i done seen some scary things
n-gga, i can’t close my eyes, i done had some scary dreams (f-ck)
cold b-tch with a cold sister, i done ditched her ass to veeze
lot of hundreds in my pockets, wanna f-ck ’cause i got cheese
pretty b-tch cold, lil’ b-tch foreign, so i had to spend some cheese
[verse 9: gmo stax & veeze]
n-gga, i can’t hop on your song, just not anything (what?)
every b-tch i f-ck off a perc’ want a wedding ring
n-gga i’m the rookie of the year, want the mvp (i do)
i feel like calboy, these p-ssy n-ggas envy me
tell that n-gga eat some soup if he sick of me
pillow talkin’ to these hoes, that’s a penalty
he say he want exotic ‘bows, boy, that’s ten a piece
rob that n-gga and take it back, he ain’t no kin to me (f-ck him)

- gmo stax

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