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letra de get dem rackz - j neat

[verse 1]
grrrt
f-ck your friend he already dead
most of them n-ggas got hit in the head
cro caught a body then he got dreds
n-ggas siting down and working with feds
i’m in the trap and whippin’ again
we on your block spinnin’ again
we at his top i did it again
ahh, ahh, we did it again
crodie been itchin’ right now
i’m on the block with the pipes out
if you don’t shoot can’t hang ’round
free cro locked in chain gang
like chief keef make bang, bang
40 make a n-gga do the nae nae
like xbox don’t play games
we get up close that’s mayday
f-ck all my opps, it’s either them
only headshots we ain’t playing fair
diamonds they dance chandelier
i could see a real n-gga in thе mirror
i lost my cro i shed a tear
how you say you ride, and you nеver there?
none of these n-ggas i ever fear
you know i rise it anywhere
[chorus]
get them racks, get that green
i was trappin’ serving fiends
you won’t shoot you gon’ freeze
up that bl!ck i hate the c’s
i don’t trust i keep my bl!ck
only dirty when i sip
dior kicks, amiri fit
make her choose up on the drip
get them racks, get that green
i was trappin’ serving fiends
you won’t shoot you gon’ freeze
up that bl!ck i hate the c’s
i don’t trust i keep my bl!ck
only dirty when i sip
dior kicks, amiri fit
make her choose up on the drip

[verse 2]
they be spinnin’ they can’t find ’em
all these diamonds change the climate
i just f-ck her i don’t mind it
you want smoke then you get minused
where’s your chain i heard you can’t find it
them n-ggas thought that we pull up ’em and shoot ’em and pop ’em
aw, we are the hardest regardless
how you tryna f-ck me?
back then you didn’t f-ck me
i turn two-three
i’ma be what i’m suppose to be, aye
i keep a stick on me
ball play for a hockey team
foreign whip made to speed
big racks we in different league
[chorus]
get them racks, get that green
i was trappin’ serving fiends
you won’t shoot you gon’ freeze
up that bl!ck i hate the c’s
i don’t trust i keep my bl!ck
only dirty when i sip
dior kicks, amiri fit
make her choose up on the drip
get them racks, get that green
i was trappin’ serving fiends
you won’t shoot you gon’ freeze
up that bl!ck i hate the c’s
i don’t trust i keep my bl!ck
only dirty when i sip
dior kicks, amiri fit
make her choose up on the drip

- j neat

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