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letra de no mercy - head hunchoo

(chorus)
long nights in the trap
flipping o’s counting rolls
put that on my soul
you know i got it with the bros
live long money gang
r.i.p rest his soul
swear these n-ggas be hoes
thats on the gang
get exposed
f-ck all the rap
you n-ggas cap
im speaking facts
ain’t worried bout
a b-tch talk sl!ck
u getting wacked
roll up the pack
this 30 strapped
better get back
4l that on gang
won’t change
to be exact
(verse)
ion give a f-ck b-tch what up
ima finish & start
word to the gang
just be patient
hunchoo you gon go far
foe nem rambo with that hammer
b-tch know he let it spark
thought he was tough
jumped in that water
b-tch you swimming with sharks
hunchoo gang what i rep
you ain’t 10 year dont claim
trust a p-ssy b-tch never
think this sh-t is a game
lost my mind when bro died
man that sh-t is insane
n-ggas change sh-t lame
f-ck it
zaza smoke to the brain
i was broke
i ain’t have nothing
thats another discussion
this f&n im clutching
i ain’t got time for tussling
load up them sticks we drumming
get money no he wasn’t
n-ggas bluffing
f-ck n-gga
count ya blessings
get money
you see these hunnids
(chorus)
long nights in the trap
flipping o’s counting rolls
put that on my soul
you know i got it with the bros
live long money gang
r.i.p rest his soul
swear these n-ggas be hoes
thats on the gang wipe his nose
f-ck all the rap
you n-ggas cap
im speaking facts
ain’t worried bout
a b-tch talk sl!ck
u getting wacked
roll up the pack
this 30 strapped
better get back
4l that on gang
won’t change
to be exact

(verse)
hunchoooo
you know im upping the scoe
b-tch its smoke in the air
p-ssy n-gga open the door
pistol packing never lacking
b-tch im hot like a stove
murder rate official chiraq
sh-t lets go toe to toe
rep yo sh-t
throw it up
n-gga handle yo business
play ya part
sh-t get hectic
when you up in them trenches
223’s split ya dome
adios & good rithens
no twitter beef lil p-ssy b-tch
f-ck 12 they be listening
gotta get this bread
heard what i said
one to the head
eyes red
n-gga i ain’t scared
m-th-f-ck the feds
oh you flexin
foe pull up on him
n-gga take this led
buss ya dome
hgr sh-t
f-ck n-gga dead
(chorus)
long nights in the trap
flipping o’s counting rolls
yeah straight from the trenches
you know i got it with the bros
live long money gang
r.i.p rest his soul
swear these n-ggas be hoes
thats on the gang wipe his nose
f-ck all the rap
you n-ggas cap
im speaking facts
ain’t worried bout
a b-tch talk sl!ck
you getting wacked
roll up the pack
this 30 strapped
better get back
4l that on gang
won’t change
to be exact

- head hunchoo

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