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letra de salute - ice billion berg

[intro]
waiting on my home boys homecoming
riding in this motherf-cking benz, all alone getting high with my chrome on me
thinking about sharder, why he had to leave
we were high school home boys, another fatal tragedy
busting my -ss tryina make my future brighter

[verse 1]
cause thinking about the past only drive me to get higher
and i swear my flow of cash remind me i’m getting tired
but when i think about them m’s i swear to god i get excited, lord
i’m still double parked in that chevy b-tch
from brown sub’ to belle harbor, burn heavy b-tch
niggas hatin’ but they broke just like ‘
alex serra is my motivation to get hella rich
’cause all i hear is numbers, boy, i’m on some next level shit
highly inspired, just getting by i can’t settle with
rose newer moon, cali knew he had to let me in
slippy in my phone, baby, wanted me to rap this shit
they say i work hard to hide, nigga
if any nigga in the field of my grinding, i’mma slide nigga
street sweepers and modified pistols
sinner hitters and niggas been a part of my credentials
cheap, busting ammunition that we buy by the bulk
come here and listen to one of them niggas trap me a soul
highly sophisticated blunts that i show all my troops
and all i ask for in return is a general salute

[hook]
salute, salute
salute, salute

[verse 2]
the same monster they created, the same one they gotta fear
going harder than any motherf-cker without a deal
let me be the one to stay the shit they repping out the crib
they ain’t even for me, you whip whoever doesn’t name you
b-tch, i’m date all the way, ain’t no f-cking doubt about it
that g-y shit they tryina pull ain’t no way i’mma allow it
jock niggas ain’t tough and y’all niggas ain’t about it
so i’m here to call you bluff and deuces i handcuff you
you got some dollar, then come shopping, i’m charging if you ain’t my partner
quit your talking, b-tch, i’m rolling and all the niggas should follow
and i was just told that my b-tch now at the station
full investigation pertaining to some gang shit
they just wanna shine some bad light on a nigga
and use me as example for the up and coming k!llers
but i don’t know shit about shit mister officer
you the last person on the planet i be talking to
besides, drive-bys ain’t my style, b-tch, we walking up
life out the mafia and ain’t no f-cking stopping us
we all made niggas and we all getting cash
only grind for real shit don’t fall in your lap
that’s why i can never hate on a nigga that’s making moves
i’d rather link up with him and take it to the moon
i keep it 100 and i swear to tell the truth
and all my real niggas that hold me down, this is my salute

[hook]
salute, real talk salute
salute, salute
salute, salute
salut

- ice billion berg

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