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letra de red dot - huncho felixx

verse 1 (huncho felixx):
off the lean b-tch you know ima geek
know the gang b-tch that’s tony and riq
hop out the cut i hop out the jeep
n-gga want smoke i shoot ‘em in his face
speak on huncho get put in yo place
i f-cked that b-tch but i bussed on her face like
glock go bow bow bow bow b-tch i be geekin
hop on a beat b-tch you that i’m tweakin
spin thru the week and i spin thru the weekend
call up zy he gon shoot for no reason
big b sh-t bet she like the way that i’m bleeding
punch at the club you that i’m leaving
walk up like bow we don’t do no sneaking
spoke on gang you gon pay a lil fee
get shot in yo face if you speaking on me
glock gon spin til that sh-t get dizzy
don’t f-ck that b-tch know shе p-ssy
n-gga want smoke ima hop out and throw catch a shot for speaking on bro
walk with a strap that sh-t got a scope
n-gga ran up that n-gga got pokеd
running, laughing sh-t ain’t a joke
hop out 2 shots aim for his throat
got a glock and buretta sh-t all i tote
hop out face shot know ima clap em
spin through the cut with a mac and a draco bad b-tch know she gon do what i say so
ain’t chasing no p-ssy i’m chasing that peso
like pop a opp b-tch ima let them shots go
like dummy a b-tch that n-gga ran like roscoe
like f-ck it dump it ima up at his taco
call up tony he gon slide with a mop tho
like f-ck it dump it ima aim for his taco running like roscoe
n-gga a b-tch i aim for his matho
these n-ggas ain’t on sh-t hop out the cut b-tch you know ima dump em you know ima k!ll em
n-gga want smoke but you know i don’t feel em
verse 2(huncho felixx):
see a opp b-tch ima let them shots go
n-gga want smoke aim at his taco
got a glock with a red dot tho
f-ck that b-tch just keep sucking my d-ck
see me a opp b-tch ima up it and cl!ck
call me “huncho” don’t call me “felix” lil b-tch
got a glock and that b-tch came with a switch
f-cking that b-tch? i ain’t f-cking that b-tch
pop a perc b-tch you know ima demon
like f-ck that b-tch who tf is you pleasing all black b-tch i spin for no reason
now i’m mad why tf is you speaking
tell that white boy suck my d-ck shawty on my line she wanna suck my d-ck
that could never be me you got shot by a b-tch if that was me woulda bust my stick

verse 3(omb zy):
gang with a bust
if it ain’t god don’t expect me to trust
walk down on the block pop sh-t like p-ss
put a 50 in this b-tch now it look like rust
clumsy opp sh-t we caught his ass slippin
put 3 in his top then my young n-ggas dippin
slide on that b-tch leave the whole hood flippin
speaking on us? yeah these lil n-ggas trippin
i’m a businessman but i used to slide n-gga yeah you know how it go
but i’m back to my old ways finna go and slide with huncho
i still got my opp on a shirt about what a year ago
still smoking on that lumberjack pack this is not a joke no
i’m a big boss and my gang lit run up get yo brain split
red dot that’s a aim hit
got a soul sn-tch on some chain sh-t
shawty doing drills out the vic
2 sticks now they tryna knit
might walk down they don’t like to sit
heat the block leave that b-tch lit
i run sh-t check out this llc
know them n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
cross that line you know what’s up with me
yea might wanna go and duck for me
y’all just a lil pup to me n-ggas might wanna duck for me
p-ssy n-gga know what’s up with me
go ahead and test ya luck with me

- huncho felixx

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