letra de plot - jay montana
[chorus: rylo rodriguez]
hood hot, laws out
gotta watch ’em ’cause they all plot
unconsenting searches, michael vick, made ’em bring the dogs out
thinkin’ that’s your bros until y’all faint, i watched ’em fall out
lot of these n-ggas cap, i take my hat off, i don’t want a bald spot
brother rich off hand transactions
i know some hustlers who wanna buy a song
[?] i seen a n-gga beefin’, he was tryna sell his firearm
what the h-ll i look like sayin’ them n-ggas’ name? i won’t dare
knowin’ if i go murk that lil’ bro, i’m goin’ fed
[verse 1: rylo rodriguez]
i can’t stress ’bout what they said, what he do, who she f-ckin’
i come from where a n-gga hug his aunt and rob his cousin
got a trial [?] presentation, he cut his dreadlocks
my youngin piru, he don’t watch movies unless you got ’em from the redbox
slidin’ for some [?] keep bread inside his pockets
i got shooters and hoes in my phone beggin’ me for bodies
i sent him a picture, i sent her a nickel
his bag got bigger, her ass got bigger
i put a box on the rifle, that was way before i had money
i know they drive by with no brakes, them n-ggas really crash dummies
before degrassi, we been knew ’bout dracs
we got pistols and they [?]
just know i got too much at stake, tell the world i like my ribeye well done
seen a n-gga play gangster, when he got shot, he ain’t get no get-back
’cause a n-gga burnt you, you ain’t burn him, go get your l!ck back
rob a n-gga, made him stay still
glock 19, it got accuracy
[?]
[?] buffalo, they’ll do anything if i pay they bills
[chorus: rylo rodriguez]
hood hot, laws out
gotta watch ’em ’cause they all plot
unconsenting searches, michael vick, made ’em bring the dogs out
thinkin’ that’s your bros until y’all faint, i watched ’em fall out
lot of these n-ggas cap, i take my hat off, i don’t want a bald spot
brother rich off hand transactions
i know some hustlers who wanna buy a song
[?] i seen a n-gga beefin’, he was tryna sell his firearm
what the h-ll i look like sayin’ them n-ggas’ name? i won’t dare
knowin’ if i go murk that lil’ bro, i’m goin’ fed
seen a n-gga play gangster, when he got shot, he ain’t get no get-back
’cause a n-gga burnt you, you ain’t burn him, go get your l!ck back
[verse 2: jay montana]
yeah, rob him with his mask off
free my dog, i hate glass talk
[?] broke a year ago, i threw my cast off
fifteen hundred on a pint just to drink, forgot my last cough
runnin’ in the field, i send that blitz, you won’t get a chance to get a pass off
catch him, wet him, i don’t care if it’s in traffic
i keep heat, i don’t sweat ’em, when i catch ’em, let ’em have it
tell ’em why you on three different drugs? it’s 2 a.m.
why you tellin’ people they [?]? who the h-ll is him?
i was on the end movin’ weight when they closed the gym, yeah
f-ck if he blood, he gon’ bleed, i hate to be him
i post my ice for motivation, feel my best on my medication
you can keep your conversations
[?] texaco, but i’m leavin’ sh-ll cases
i shoot a dreadhead up like haitians
all he do is [?], tryna get his mind off what he facin’
fifty and oh, look how my chain hit
public figure, same sh-t
on they ass, this ain’t no pain sh-t
gon’ shoot you and who you came with
reachin’ for a chain, hope you got insurance on your life
f-ck all my opps, ain’t no remorse, wish i could k!ll ’em twice
yeah, can’t find love, but i bet i find lean
turn around ridin’ with twin glocks, his gun siamese
rockin’ cuban links but he a n-gga, why his eyes look chinese?
got into it with grandma, wouldn’t eat vegetables, but i was buyin’ p’s
[chorus: rylo rodriguez]
hood hot, laws out
gotta watch ’em ’cause they all plot
unconsenting searches, michael vick, made ’em bring the dogs out
thinkin’ that’s your bros until y’all faint, i watched ’em fall out
lot of these n-ggas cap, i take my hat off, i don’t want a bald spot
brother rich off hand transactions
i know some hustlers who wanna buy a song
[?] i seen a n-gga beefin’, he was tryna sell his firearm
what the h-ll i look like sayin’ them n-ggas’ name? i won’t dare
knowin’ if i go murk that lil’ bro, i’m goin’ fed
i can’t stress ’bout what they said, what he do, who she f-ckin’
i come from where a n-gga hug his aunt and rob his cousin
got a trial [?] presentation, he cut his dreadlocks
my youngin piru, he don’t watch movies unless you got ’em from the redbox
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