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letra de hellhounds - guappo

[intro]
ooh, fredo

[verse]
shot him in the heart but he was dead before he fell down
me and the gang don’t bark, we bite, we some h-llhounds
had to buy the b-tch a diamond ring like when a bell sounds
all the crazy sh-t that i done did i’m really h-ll bound
she used to call me broke and now she asking me to help out
i’m about my bread, i don’t care, call me a sell out
i done hit it from the back, she turned around, i held her legs out
littlе ratchet b-tch, she don’t know her namе, told her to get out
got some honey backwoods, i’m not talking ‘bout no whinny poo
told the b-tch “i’m rich” to get some shoes and they from jimmy choo
stepped up to the free throw line, told the b-tch to gimmie’ two
shot him in the mouth, now he was talking with a missing tooth
denver to seattle, bro i’m really just like drew locke
caught him up off the elevator, we shot his ass like tupac
why you load the bl!cky up if only you just sending two shots?
why you texting me? just hit up franklin for a new chop
i be at the crib, don’t take me to a new spot
he said that he shooting sh-t but i know he do not and my crib just like the white house, got shooters on the rooftop
i be rapping really fire so i know i touch the mic, it’s too hot
playing dice up in the corner, but it’s looking like some hopscotch
i don’t see the mic, i’m just rapping and it’s hot boxed
f-cked between her titties and i’m pulling off her crop top
ooh, this beat hard, i’ll cook it up in a crockpot
slapped him in the face, i’m gonna call him chris rock
she was moving ass backwards, i’m not talking bout no kriss kross

- guappo

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