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letra de covid trappin - hoodbaby peppa

[intro]
yeah, yeah, on god
yeah yeah, on god
yeah yeah, on god

[chorus: hoodbaby peppa]
yeah, i’m bout my bag, as big as sacks
my best friend got a uzi (on god)
with a string attached (he do)
don’t want no strings attached (i don’t)
covid trappin’ lately (yeah)
and i got hard and soft (yeah yeah)
yeah we got d-cks and drums (yeah yeah)
and i can’t pay for p-ssy (on god)
yeah i ain’t give her none (no)
like lil b-tch are you dumb (are you dumb?)
broski went on the run
sound it up then he run (grrah)
homie ain’t got no gun (on god)
dodging bullets, heaven sent (yeah yeah)

[verse 1: hoodbaby peppa]
mama told me cut back on the weed, but that’s my medicine (my mеdicine)
he ain’t nevеr did none (he don’t)
he ain’t make no victim (he don’t)
make him walkie dip, keep hockey stick, turn him to victim (yeah yeah)
make her take a plan b, sorry for the little one (i’m sorry)
seen so many, huh, i was just a little one
lately been tryna riddle sum
bro told me make them hits or sum (i made them hits)
yeah i realize, got too much pride, mom said i’m a stubborn one (yeah yeah)
we got sticks don’t reach for none, big fif’ it gon’ knock you down (on god)
you ain’t hear no thunder sound (on god), you gon’ hear some thunder loud
locked up hearin’ my aunty cry (yeah)
and i ain’t heard her voice in months (on god)
bread maker in my family, tryna put on for my little cuz
i know i’m gonna make it, but for now i got a little buzz
[chorus: hoodbaby peppa]
yeah, i’m bout my bag, as big as sacks
my best friend got a uzi (on god)
with a string attached (he do)
don’t want no strings attached (i don’t)
covid trappin’ lately (yeah)
and i got hard and soft (yeah yeah)
yeah we got d-cks and drums (yeah yeah)
and i can’t pay for p-ssy (on god)
yeah i ain’t give her none (no)
like lil b-tch are you dumb (are you dumb?)
broski went on the run
sound it up then he run (grrah)
homie ain’t got no gun (on god)
dodging bullets, heaven sent (yeah yeah)

[verse 2: hoodbaby rahrah]
we pull up and you pass (you know he dead)
and i got gg in the cut, you know he super sav (that’s gang)
she wanna have my kids, but i don’t want no romance
and we got big fifs (on god)
we gonna walk ’em down (yeah), remember skippin’ class
and i just hopped up in the game, i’m tryna do some shows (for real)
your b-tch she all up on my nuts, she want a bag foreal (on god)
but she a gold digger (yeah)
if you ain’t droppin’ 3’s, lil’ n-gga you can’t hang with us
i’m from the lane big ok gang and i ain’t got no friends (big ok gang)
blood in my momma hands (he dead)
we started seeing dead (he dead)
steppin’ in these gucci kicks, i took her from her n-gga (for real)
and yeah i’m on a mission (yeah)
i’m tryna get these bands, to free all of my n-ggas (free gang)
[chorus: hoodbaby peppa]
yeah, i’m bout my bag, as big as sacks
my best friend got a uzi (on god)
with a string attached (he do)
don’t want no strings attached (i don’t)
covid trappin’ lately (yeah)
and i got hard and soft (yeah yeah)
yeah we got d-cks and drums (yeah yeah)
and i can’t pay for p-ssy (on god)
yeah i ain’t give her none (no)
like lil b-tch are you dumb (are you dumb?)
broski went on the run
sound it up then he run (grrah)
homie ain’t got no gun (on god)
dodging bullets, heaven sent (yeah yeah)

- hoodbaby peppa

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