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letra de free s - izzpot

[intro]
biggz, biggz, biggz
free s, he in love with cheffs
grown -ss men get put on the bench
anytime that we step on your block
that’s intentions to put through chest
just runnin’ in gaffs and lockin’ my friends
my marjay still asks if i’m fine
i lost my mind but the money can’t end

[chorus]
free s, he in love with cheffs
grown -rs- men get put on the bench
anytime that we step on your block
that’s intentions to put through chest
the undies got the whole block stressed
just runnin’ in gaffs and lockin’ my friends
my marjay still asks if i’m fine
i lost my mind but the money can’t end
free s, he in love with cheffs
grown -rs- men get put on the bench
anytime that we step on your block
that’s intentions to put through chest
the undies got the whole block stressed
just runnin’ in gaffs and lockin’ my friends
my marjay still asks if i’m fine
i lost my mind but the money can’t end

[verse 1]
man do drills with my fifteen
back my fifteen, push that where your heart is
don’t be movin’ r-t-rded
chillin’ with them will make you a target
bill up a lance and we r-ss it
smoke in this ride come free, no charges
and please don’t do for the social
cah social got your bro darted
all this k1 up in my lungs
i feel like i’m findin’ it hard just to breathe
i don’t break no bread with the mandem
cah no one broke bread with me
bro said i’m way too cold
i should be in bristol tourin’ with the g’s
we bucked fuad right at the border
we had the p-ssyhole screaming out “please”
yc ching my man on the mains
he done it bait face, he done it live-o
man can’t talk on the g’s
it’s a fore street glide with ten of my bros
i don’t cut through the 6 with my woes
i’m runnin’ through the 9 with my rambo
and wavey wants to talk on tracks
pulled up on him, said he ain’t involved

[verse 2]
this pack come dank
that’s k1, melo, lampz
he didn’t wanna taste this shank
cah my bro junebug nearly fed him that
and they say that sharin’ is carin’
i wave my shank, start spreadin’ that
three times that they tried ride out
and about three times that they got chased back
free s, he in jail for a murder
whenever i step, got my mind on him
gang-gang got unlimited -rs-nal
when we ride out, we slap bine or ching
i’m on the front of the ped with broski
and this samurai come long like twin
and when k1 got done on the mains
the feds informin’ like next of kin
i don’t wanna hear out ’til late
cah out ’til late got lampz shot
i don’t wanna hear golden boot
cah slim done brought that back to the block
and me, i can’t stop for the cops
hand on the break if i spot me a opp
stop, you can’t be beefin’ my squad
any vio, we just tape off blocks

[outro]
gang sh-t, free sj
got man locked, you know
shout izzpot, next up
my f-ckin’ k!lly, you get it?
man’s f-ckin’ right hand man, oi
free s a million times
top scorer, you get me?
gang sh-t
free the guys a million times
o way or no way, bow, bow

- izzpot

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