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letra de ooouuu (freestyle) - grafh

[intro]
yeah
my name grafh y’all
team bang dope gang squad sh-t
queens
you know on my side we chase that henny with henny
startin’ to feel like new york again!
wassup! uh

[verse]
don’t be hating on that coward sh-t (stop it!)
all that money fake but you still countin’ it (ballin’!)
on your instagram page tryina power trip (flexin’)
the diamonds in ya chain look counterfeit (ewwwww)
new york n-gga, and i’m proud of it (yes)
plug talk, i pull it outta the power strip-
the new credit cards got sensors all around the tip (doo doo-doo)
the swipey-boys found out how to get around the chip (sheesh!)
my pieces hittin’ like jacques cut it (godd-mn!)
ego bigger than beyoncé budget
off rock like dame dash and beyoncé’s husband
stash fatter than the ass on beyoncé’s cousin
(the blue dress, you remember!)
proceed ’till i’m out of order (trap)
i sold weed to obama’ daughter (i’m sorry!)
all i do is smoke weed and drink a lot of water (fresh)
the coke steamin’ in a pot of water (hot)
you say your b-tch foreign? ‘she looks mixed?’ you sound out of order
she mixed with down the block and around the corner
i f-ck the women that they brag about (uh)
i dumped the b-tches they rap about-
backshot, pull ’em by they’ weave, drag it out the back yo scalp
blow until you gaggin’ ‘n’ passin’ out
i’m runnin’ the block i’m tuckin’ the glock (booo!)
i don’t give a f-ck, you get shot whether metro trusts you or not
i let it boooo
me and the block that i’m from married (yep)
i’m yg at a trump rally (uhhhh)
don’t ask why my n-ggas at the gun rally (nah)
ask how many dum-dums do the pump carry (boooo!)
ask who want a one-on-one with the champ
we in the jungle like i’m comin’ to camp-
who wanna rumble; my dope come with a stamp
you’ girl say when i touch it it’s damp-
and all of my diamonds come with a lamp, my n-gga ooouuu
it’s so frigid, no cuban stones in it (ew)
so many men died over these blood diamonds that my watch got real human bones in it (ewwwww)
my money talk, my wallet use a phone ??? (ah weh mi seh?)
you don’t know which way you wanna go
pocket kinda broad and my wallet stuffed with a ?b-tter roll?
thousand grams of that fried chicken, it’s by the bucket though
br–sts by the bra strap, wings by the buffalo (uhhhh)
gun talk, but n0body wan’ box-
i can turn this into a movie that n0body wan’ watch
ain’t no body wan’ work; everybody wan’ props-
now what you gonna do right after i get your bodyguard shot-
like security! (bow)
no body commin’ up to hold you
my only security is the numbers in my social (you can check)
i’m from the hood, i ain’t nothin’ but a local (ye-yeah)
but my trap phone number gone global
gone
[outro]
ooouuu
hehe
yeah
team bang dope gang squad sh-t
new york city, wassup
aw
pain k!llers: reloaded out right now
support independence
celebrate it my n-gga, celebrate it
i’m the most underrated
uh
uh
but i don’t give a f-ck
uh
i put out quality for those who care about it
real sh-t
aw
real hip-hop
real new york/queens n-gga
fly sh-t
aw
wassup
squad. gang. gang

- grafh

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