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letra de professionals - grindhard e & tony rose

[intro]
(jmc, you goin’ crazy)

[verse 1: tony rose & grindhard e]
bro got thirty in the clip, he just shot a movie
got into it with a muslim n-gga and almost shot his kufi
twenty-five hundred for the ‘fit, your n-gga shop at zumiez
hit burberry, mcm, louis vuitton, my next stop is gucci
when my plug don’t pick up, i gotta walk to susie’s
i just ran out of fronto, gotta use a looseleaf
your b-tch ugly, but i still f-cked, she got a lot of booty
beat the doonies down, make it fart, she got a loud-ass coochie
oh, she got a boyfriend? i’ma still hit
my lil’ n-gga came to drop a body, we don’t steal sh-t
everything come up out my mouth be some real sh-t
on the bus, took a trip with a boy and girl, it ain’t no field trip
bro said he don’t got my money, them fightin’ words
a n-gga try to take somethin’ from me, i’ll make him bitе the curb
i ain’t fighting, n-gga say the wrong thing, be donе shot him first
bro with me said he shot when i shot, but he shot him first

[verse 2: tony rose]
d-mn, that was a close call
my quarterback got hit, he couldn’t throw the ball
bro just got a new gun, he tryna show it off
got a bad b-tch at msu, she stay by brody hall
[verse 3: grindhard e]
n-gga said the wrong thing and be done broke his jaw
n-gga shot a hundred shots, ain’t hit n0body, he wasn’t close at all
told my sale i’m ’bout to pull up, i wasn’t close at all
we wasn’t talkin’ ’bout no sports when bro asked me to throw him a ball

[verse 4: tony rose]
d-mn, i hit a home run
i could come if you pay me, i can’t go for fun
can’t n0body else do it, i’m the only one
gary didn’t call me back, i’m finna go to golden sun

[verse 5: grindhard e]
if i go to slide back— alright, yeah
if i go and slide, don’t call n0body, use my own gun
these guns for protection, fn, glocks, dracs, and smith & wessons
they on some bullsh-t, try to lock me in the door, i’m shootin’ out the exit

[verse 6: tony rose]
e, i don’t wanna wait
on my way to work off a six, i’ma come late
i ain’t had no lean, so i had to drink some bumpyface
high as h-ll, stuck in my position, tryna run in place

[verse 7: grindhard e]
this b-tch a freak, sucked my d-ck, let me f-ck her face
was worried ’bout some sh-t from yesterday, don’t give a f-ck today
tryna put some food on a scale, what an onion weigh?
this n-gga had some green, but it was all fake, i almost bought a case
[verse 8: tony rose & grindhard e]
d-mn, this a mic check
i’m finna drink my last four, bro ain’t buy it yet
nah, let me buy a deuce from you, we could match the rest
thought i spent all my stash, i hid some bands under my mattress
i only got caught with half, had to hide the rest
i fell out with my n-gga, but i heard he got some hi-tech

[verse 9: grindhard e]
unc’ said the dope so raw, the fiends’ll buy it wet
my other n-gga f-ck with fentanyl, his fiends be droppin’ dead
high as h-ll off the drank, i mixed wock’ with red
almost forgot i’m livin’ in the hood, i almost shot a head

[verse 10: tony rose]
d-mn, that’s perfect timing
told my b-tch i’ll be back, i gotta serve a client
i’m finna pop this n-gga, he ain’t worth fightin’
if an opp run up, he’ll get hurt tryin’

- grindhard e tony rose

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