letra de stunt pt 4 - jay5ive
[intro: jay5ive]
grrah, grrah, grrah
free ‘dot, free naz n-gga
(sputnik)
wook, grrah, grrah
grrah, grrah, boom
(rackz, rackz, rackz)
[verse: jay5ive & m row]
i’m from a block where you never stop spinnin’
everyone shot if you start hangin’ with em
see lil’ nate, word to bro, i start glitchin’
backdoor open, better keep your distance
n-gga rappin’ the sh-t that we livin’
put that on bro, you n-ggas gotta listen
on 89th with all them n-ggas b-tches
if i shoot a vid, they thinkin’ kj did it
word to bro, we them n-ggas they blame
when i got the gun, i start goin’ insane
ek shot and started droppin’ names
like, why he don’t tell you ’bout my n-ggas aim?
word to bro, i go ku in the paint
and we tryna turn a n-gga to some pain
we spinnin’ the f, this sh-t done had me drained
like, i gotta show them n-ggas what they ain’t
word to bro, you could ask ’bout my body
they droppin’ thе lo’ and everytime i camе (rackz)
they be hopin’ that police gon’ stop me
i walk through that block, i’m shootin’ like i’m dame
and i know when a f-ck n-gga lyin’
you just gotta listen to what he be sayin’
on 89 where them n-ggas hang
i be outside with that thing
matter fact, is you out of your brain?
like, where was your gun when i had let it flame?
lil’ mikey got poked and now he ain’t the same
like he wasn’t bleedin’ right in front his gang
how the f-ck is he still not ashamed?
they bringin’ up scenes that they could never claim
like, n-gga got clout and look who he became
dudeylo only ’round ’em ’cause we smokin’ caine
we gon’ bend through that block, make it ugly
why he spin 106 if he know we on front street?
like, word to my guys, stop callin’ me your muddy
if you ain’t throw shots for everyone above me
i don’t know if they tryna get active
but they tryna wait for police to come cuff me
lil’ mikey and drako was duckin’
them n-ggas got shot and took it on the bunny
ayo, naz, do you see what i see?
m row gettin’ older, still be runnin’ from me
ayo ‘dot, do you see what i see?
like, ek got shot and n-ggas ain’t do nothin’
all my sweeps, do you see what i see?
like, how do they spin if we be on columbus?
word to bro, they don’t bleed how we bleed
’cause we really shootin’ n-ggas, we say f-ck it (grrah, ah)
and i know that the police want me
lil who got hit, that lil n-gga buggin’
he said little— shh, while mentionin’ the sweeps
he can’t say a name ’cause ain’t n0body touch me
in the jail on that side, that n-gga is a rat
i can’t say his name ’cause he gon’ tell the public
and word to my deads, them n-ggas do not shoot
so don’t let ’em hit you with all of that tough sh-t
they never get booked for lettin’ that sh-t blow
they only get booked for them guns ’cause they touch ’em
like, if i got thrown at, shots was gettin’ thrown
but they done got thrown on and them n-ggas jumped it
b roy got beat and threw it on the ‘book
like, how is he hype to let somebody punch him?
(b roy got beat and threw it on the ‘book
like, how is he hype to let somebody punch him?)
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