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letra de put a bag on him - j. stalin & young spudd

[intro]
(l-finguz)
(this is jay p bangz)

[verse 1: j. stalin]
came in this motherf-cker banger dancin’
fifty thou’ on me, that was nothin’ fancy
bad lil’ b-tch just called me handsome
she don’t know i rob n-ggas, sn-tch kids for ransom
i was trappin’ out the bando with the chop by the door
n-ggas know we pullin’ up if they want some smoke
got the weed by the pie, them n-ggas lookin’ for dro
big 40 on my lap when i jump in the low
game sold, not told, i was draped in gold
pushin’ packs back and forth, we was hittin’ the road
everywhere i go, know i kept me a pole
dressed like a bum, but my pockets was swole

[chorus: j. stalin]
n-gga disrespect me, i’ma put a toe-tag on him
f-ck around and put a bag on him
where i’m from, they put a bag on him
where i’m from, they put a bag on him
n-gga disrespect me, i’ma put a toe-tag on him
f-ck around and put a bag on him
where i’m from, they put a bag on him
you gettin’ money, put a bag on him

[verse 2: young spudd]
look, he was talkin’, but that n-gga couldn’t walk it out
slide on him, you know it’s too late to talk it out
cold b-st-rd, cold toe-tagger
your b-tch say i’m a rockstar, mick jagger
send a hit, tell the paramedics toe-tag him
outline a n-gga in chalk before we bag him
f-ck around and see what this bag do to you
have your cousin makin’ plans for your funeral
when i ain’t had sh-t, i was quick to make a hit
now my lil’ n-ggas snappin’, all they want is half a brick
when them chops kick, leave you with a half a whip
we don’t talk about it, n-ggas really smackin’ sh-t

- j stalin young spudd

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