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letra de ​mma - jahhlu

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​mma lyrics
[intro: jahhlu]
toxic death
yeah
oh, woah

[chorus: jahhlu]
came in that bit’ with a bl!cky (fact)
so, i gotta leave with the bl!cky, okay (okay)
all of my n-ggas is with me (yeah)
so, all of my n-ggas gon’ bust if you play
i made a bop, like diddy (oh, woah)
had to get out the bushes and go make a play (hey)
i know these n-ggas be dissin’ (okay), but i’m finna call up my n-gga, get you out the way
we gettin’ guap like every day (no way)
he wanted smoke with it, gang, no way
i got a choppa, that bit’ finna spray
i just want the top, little b-tch, you can’t stay
beat up the beef, and then beat up the beef, and then beat up the beef, like the d-mn mma
wet up the block with that new f&n (what?), and i heat up the block with that big body k

[verse 1: sgpwes]
d-mn it
ar, benz
i don’t need no friends
yeah, pockets fat
walk with all black
you run and get strapped
choppa on me, it attack
i k!ll that boy, ’cause he lack
yeah, i got my gun
can’t go for none
yeah, you done
boy, don’t run
choppa—, uh
yeah, uh
yeah, uh
[chorus: jahhlu]
came in that bit’ with a bl!cky (fact)
so, i gotta leave with the bl!cky, okay (okay)
all of my n-ggas is with me (yeah)
so, all of my n-ggas gon’ bust if you play
i made a bop, like diddy (oh, woah)
had to get out the bushes and go make a play (hey)
i know these n-ggas be dissin’ (okay), but i’m finna call up my n-gga, get you out the way
we gettin’ guap like every day (no way)
he wanted smoke with it, gang, no way
i got a choppa, that bit’ finna spray
i just want the top, little b-tch, you can’t stay
beat up the beef, and then beat up the beef, and then beat up the beef, like the d-mn mma
wet up the block with that new f&n (what?), and i heat up the block with that big body k

[verse 2: midwxst]
walk in with my gang, uh
that boy know he can’t hang
make one call, we blow his brains
put him out, like he a flame (phew)
said he changed, but he the same
know that tee say “baby bape”
317, rep’ my state
know these n-ggas like to hate, woah

[verse 3: midwxst]
my n-ggas walk in, they carry that bl!ck
my n-ggas shootin’, they shootin’ real quick
g-shock, bust down the sh-t on my wrist
she wanna come, she gon’ swallow my kids
f-ck around, i just might buy me a benz
you wanna threat me, n-gga, come spin
choppa gon’ eat that lil’ boy up for din’
finna go tour, i might hop in a van
finish the show, i might f-ck on a fan
we never miss, know them bullets hit lips
we are not brothers, not homies, not kin
got a new glock, and that sh-t got a twin
feel like i’m jah, ’cause i’m geekin’ to spin
might wear a cross, but i’m willin’ to sin
stood up on that boy, and i told him, “repent”
you wanna f-ck with me, playin’ the slots?
i got a choppa, that sh-t finna pop
they caught him lackin’, that n-gga got got
i’m going up, i might rest at the top
put on the max when we run in the spot
bro got a glock, and it got a red dot
can’t wife a treesh’, cannot wife a thot
makin’ that heat around the d-mn clock, b-tch
[chorus: jahhlu]
came in that bit’ with a bl!cky (fact)
so, i gotta leave with the bl!cky, okay (okay)
all of my n-ggas is with me (yeah)
so, all of my n-ggas gon’ bust if you play
i made a bop, like diddy (oh, woah)
had to get out the bushes and go make a play (hey)
i know these n-ggas be dissin’ (okay), but i’m finna call up my n-gga, get you out the way
we gettin’ guap like every day (no way)
he wanted smoke with it, gang, no way
i got a choppa, that bit’ finna spray
i just want the top, little b-tch, you can’t stay
beat up the beef, and then beat up the beef, and then beat up the beef, like the d-mn mma
wet up the block with that new f&n (what?), and i heat up the block with that big body k

- jahhlu

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