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letra de big torchers - hopoutblick

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
all we know is hop out, bl!ck, n-gga
bet’ not trip

[verse]
i just popped a x, now i’m up, i can’t sleep
bro just left a n-gga stretched in the middle of the street
all these bullets they gon’ catch, don’t try to spin up in that jeep
all black nike tech, run down and let that burner tweak
he was slippin’, hit that chest, fill that body up with heat
you gotta aim right at his neck
that’s how you crack that n-gga seed
broski got a lot of rep, bodies got tem big b’s
big smoke, can’t slip, know they wanna do me
all i know is hop out, bl!ck and chase them n-ggas down on feet
we ain’t shootin’ from the whip, hop out with flames, know me
turn that corner, tap the switch
and leave him brainless in the street
they say, “why you gotta diss? them boys will never rest in peace”
hit that block, you bet’ not trip, got n-ggas runnin’ out they sneaks
he keep talkin’ about lil ja, send him up so they can meet
torchers bliztin’ with that fire, both corners like p
headshot didn’t get the job done, perfect to see me
we the ones that got the city hot, the big torchers
bro come and stand over your face, we call that big torchers
we the ones that’s crackin’ skulls in broad day, this sh-t horror
tell bd to spin your block in broad day, the big scorer
b-tch, we g, you see we get up close
hop out that wheel and chase him
we heard n-ggas spoke on ja, we got that job from bake him
n-ggas got caught at that light, tore that ass up
we ain’t tryna race ’em
don’t smoke [?] right out that cut, big switchy just erase him
we told n-ggas stop that dissin’, they ain’t listen so we made ’em
we put bodies on his ass
that n-gga came through bang like tatum
[?] it’s over you can’t see me
i walk with a glizzy in this bank ’cause n-ggas tryna take me
bro, that sh-t over, you ain’t k!llin’ me, n-gga, you must be high
i’m big smoke, not big [?], b-tch, i walk down, let it fly
they ask why we do that sh-t we do, b-tch, we hop out for ja
gunna claimed that wreck and he got smoked
we put that ass up high
that’s what he get, he shoulda stay down
and shut that f-ckin’ mouth
i ride with k!llers that was born to shoot
might put drac’s to your mouth
he was dissin’ ja, we put him down, send that ass to the south
that b-tch keep tryna kiss me, awh, awh, b-tch, take off that [?]
oh, you ain’t suckin’ d-ck? you gotta go, b-tch, f-ck off my house
headshoters with some sh-t, we got the whole city turnt up
and if we catch you slippin’, you know he get burned up
i told brodie chill, he drawin’, gotta put them percs up
he was claimin’ ja, now go dig gunna dirt up
your homie k!ller still alive, go put that shirt up
he died before he made to the corner, don’t try to lurk us
all they homies k!llers still walkin’ cause they can’t murk us
b-tch, you know it’s ball for ball, n-gga
a n-gga speak on st-rdy, you know we knock him off, n-gga
i feel like poppin’ out ’cause they was gettin’ off, n-gga
i brought the switch out, i was tryna hoop, we tryna ball, n-gga

- hopoutblick

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