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letra de real trap nigga - heyjso*

[intro: heyjso-]
broke ass n-gga

[verse 1: heyjso-]
stop cappin’ boy, you don’t got racks (on god)
stick on me make i them’ get back
glock on my side, b-tch i can never lack
what’s on yo head n-gga, that’s a rack
f-cking yo b-tch, you won’t ever get her back
sticked up, when i run in yo home
i keep the racks, and i put it on yo dome
i’m in the trap and i can’t pick up the phone
this b-tch keep calling, leave me alone
come to yo block, i gunned you down
shoot up his trap, little n-gga get down’
when i was down, n-ggas weren’t around
got a suppressor it dont make no sound
one shot, hit a n-gga he done’
i got the block hotter than the sun
when we shoot the bullets n-gga, they run
n-ggas wanna be me, father like son
[verse 2: seven x]
they wanna be me, like i was their dad
he not all sh-t he a good [?]
556, make him lag
i want front line, where you at?
on the block, and i catch yo ass
556 make em’ run like track
on the block, and i made a rack
556 hit him, he a rat
on the block and i got the [?]
223, hit him in the ass
i’m with jso gettin to the racks’
i’m with jso gettin’ to the bread
catch a opp and, i leave him dead
556 finna’ turn him red
i’m with jso gettin’ to the bread
i’m with jso knockin’ off the feds
if i see a opp, then i pop him
556 hit him, it’s gonna drop em
got that wock in the baby bottle
in that whip goin’ full throttle
i got a new glock and it’s not a model ( ain’t’ no f-ckin’ prop)
i got a new glock on yo f-ckin’ lot

[verse 3: gore! ]
slide on yo block with’ that motherf-cking bling
you said you gonna’ shoot me, you ain’t gonna do sh-t
you went in that jam, can’t believe you snitched
you can have like a hundred guns, you still a b-tch
you can have hundred shots, and still miss
i got like hundred clips a movie fl!ck
i got hundred guns, hundred bl!ck’s, hundred chops
i can move to yo city, and run yo block
i slide wit’ arp’s you can keep the glock
i got red sight’s, for a f-ck n-gga
huh, red sights for a b-tch n-gga’
said you gonna slide on me, but you a snitch n-gga
and, i’m f-cking yo b-tch, she do trick’s n-gga
said you made a band, where the racks n-gga?
what?, all i speak is the facts n-gga
huh? , all i keep is the gas n-gga
told the whole gang, you a rat n-gga
i had put yo man’s in my pack n-gga
like, you a hoe, you not a trap n-ggahttps://soundcloud.com/ilyjso/real-trap-n-gga
huh, you a hoe, you not a wig splitter
bodys on me, i’m a real center

- heyjso

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