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letra de take down - hoodrich pablo juan

[intro: goonew]
sh-t
goonrixh, n-gg-
mony powr rspt

[verse 1: goonew]
homicide sh-t, coming through with the draco
fort knox, n-gg- hit the front and the back door
i’m beating my wrist and i’m still in the dope hole
pour a four of wop, ’cause you know that i walk slow
walk to the bank and i’m counting them hunchos
catch him down bad, gon make that boy fumble
you the type of n-gg-, you gonna tweet, you gon’ mumble
15 caught a body, i ain’t even run, though

[verse 2: lil dude]
homicide sh-t get you whacked for the low low
catching the pack like my last name ocho
serving the drop out the bag of dorito’s
beat up the pack like a motherf-cking dojo
i don’t f-ck with these n-gg-s, these n-gg-s, they hobos
i f-ck with them migos, can’t come in my bio
i put your main b-tch number all in my bio
double back gang, better ride with a bible
hoodrich n-gg-, we psycho
these n-gg-s remind me of something off american idol
they rapping and i gotta let ’em get the t-tle (pop pop pop)
but my n-gg- won’t fight you
these diamonds cold like an ice cube
with my boys in the hood, but my name ain’t ice cube
homicide sh-t, keep the 762’s

[verse 3: hoodrich pablo juan]
ride with the big gun and lil dude
i’ll chop them with sticks, they gon’ eat them like food
goonrich, hoodrich, n-gg-, rich like some jews
i swear i could wash off a dish with my jewels
the tips on the hollows, i give them the blues
came out the trap on that bullsh-t, yeah
still trap the pack with a full clip, yeah
fourth of july, we don’t shoot in the air
back of my gucci shoes look like a bear
i got the glock with the d-ck, no h-m-
pack touched down, call my plug tony romo
ice on the gold, it look like a roman
yeah, i got rich used, to hang on the corner

[verse 4: goonew]
still on the block with the glock on the corner
junkies still knocking at three in the morning
glock with a 30, you know i’m gon’ warn them
homicide sh-t, catch a body, i’m toting

[interlude: goonew]
huh? oh, who that?
who that? who that, auntie? huh
homicide, n-gg-
we about to slide through this sh-t, huh?
homicide, hoodrich homicide
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[verse 5: lil dude]
draco diablo, got hundred rounds
chopper bullets, they be making them thunder sounds
keep some ammo, got me a lot of rounds
hit him with a combo, that’s a man down
luciano got the drake now
n-gg- don’t even want to fake now
ooh, i might eat a n-gg-‘s plate now
take down, take down, take down, take down

[verse 6: hoodrich pablo juan]
hit that little b-tch from the back, leave her face down
chop off his limb when i shoot out them k rounds
we got them toys like we still on the playground
lame -ss n-gg- got flipped with a fake pound
trapping so hard that i’m making the feds watch
rich n-gg- trapping, i’m jordan and they’re deadstock
cook up the dope, got the j’s in a headlock
percs and the lean, finna go see the med doctor

- hoodrich pablo juan

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