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letra de pop em off da x - heist187

[verse 1: heist187]
choppa [?] it down we don’t need a witness
n-gga snitchin i don’t f-ck with the b-tches
glock 24 with the extension
pop a xanax then we back on that mission
if you bout it n-gga go for them digits
script a percocets copped from the clinic
f-ck a diss me and my n-ggas with it
ridin deep n-gga we in the mercury
off of a beam i am so high like mercury
i get the work i be flippin it certainly
bust a tool hollows comin out murder scene
n-ggas f-ck around i play with that pistol
if you pressin n-gga let’s have a issue
n-gga miss you heard you lack with no pistol
50 cal n-gga big like a missile
too many guns like army of two
20 ounce see a [?] deuce
fall asleep pillow over the tool
if n-ggas ready yеah i lay out the rules
187 if thesе n-ggas be testin
2nd guessin p-ssy boy you not reppin
get the check and flip it back in a second
[?] on his head these n-ggas like breakfast
n-ggas [?] from this moment i’m grindin
tony hawk lil b-tch i be grindin
kick in door like i be from the shining
stop with the b-tchin these p-ssies be whinin
and understand
n-ggas like shooters from taliban
the glock is my favorite it never jam
only trustin my self cause i know the plan
chasin blue strips
me and yo b-tch yeah we head on a trip
she useful when she ridin the d-ck
imma goon when i ride with that stick
top a [?] when i’m servin that p-ss
these n-ggas abundance
my heart is a [?]
oh you lookin for somethin?
can’t pay for your [?]
i smell that you bluffin
you caught in that cuffin
while i’m smokin on doja n-gga
what’s the war without soilders?
ridin you compromise
my people multiply
sick of these bars in my hands feels like dynamite
shoot a round like i’m columbine n-gga
gucci on oh he rich and sh-t?
fall for scheme when i hit that l!ck
how you hatin on yo own d-mn self?
havin no future no taste for the wealth
send him down that’s all on me
sh-t change when you get this cheese
lord jesus is h-ll to me
word on down we make history
money problems he say he broke
runners up it’s time to leave
murder case he’s on death row
throw yo life and throw the keys
sorry mom but i never listen
deep in the whip yeah we ride expedition
me and my n-ggas we back in that mission
n-gga who’s trippin?
i cope the piston
i’m in [?]
hola [?] i shoot at the rover
n-ggas diseases like they got ebola
never will stop n-gga till my life over
[verse 2: menace]
ay
we keep [?] even without a chorus
robbin n-ggas we gone treat em like tourist
these n-ggas mad cause they [?]
flashin glocks but won’t shoot how you scorin
[?] for me p-ssy come in the mornin
really just listen
my words be flowin
don’t be the one to talk down [?]
spyin on em where was is you goin?
[?] ain’t no opponent
but it’s whatever
[?] movin it’s clever
[?] in the river
just a few racks i don’t know how you sellin
[?] on my d-ck cause i’m on a new level
collectin racks but i rather just [?] em
ay
she looked in my eyes [?] of the devil
givin em raw
but i ain’t talkin metal
we serve em hard
money the schedule
ay
but really we plottin
if you talk up hope you know that we watchin
hoe
i be that n-gga that kick a door in
but still be the n-gga that split the dough
run up on me then i’m uppin a pole
package yo body [?] poles
why he be cappin he know he a hoe
and my girl at the crib and she ready to blow
ay
and you and yo n-ggas some b-tches
i can’t f-ck with n-ggas they snitchin
no need to reload
all of my n-ggas on pole when they blow
but ay
fn uppin then yo life we dismiss you
pop a percy now my life feelin gifted
[verse 3: heist187 & menace]
f-ck yo b-tch now she do the dishes
first .48 my n-ggas with it
all of my n-ggas be plottin to get it
check the scope [?] my n-ggas winnin
[?]
wait lettin that choppa gone kick in
i got the b-tch off of shrooms she high as h-ll think she went to the moon
m2s n-gga that’s comin soon
i got guns like they came off of doom
n-gga kaboom
7.62’s
[?] lackin we comin for you
n-gga kabang
i am insane
charles manson take control of yo brain
air bendin n-gga feel like i’m aang
naruto demon blood in my veins
[?] with the blade you in pain
tuck that beretta i feel like max payne
[?]
too many b-tches like big daddy kane
i’m off the [?] fryin yo brain
i’m off the lean pour 4 everyday
go get a k
don’t run away
don’t hesitate when i come [?] yo face
bust out yo grave but open up yo safe
i slump that n-gga put him in his place
step out yo lane
this ain’t yo game
he on the internet thinkin he gang
think he a gangster but that n-gga lame
n-ggas be suckin on the d-ck for the fame

- heist187

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