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letra de full clip - k sauce

yea, yea
yea, yea
rrraahhh
man, they knew who the f-ck we was
i had to
d-mn, bro
aye, turn the beat up a little bit
oh yea we good right there, there you go
come on
aye, look

walk in my kitchen, i got drip and sh-t
young n-gga want smoke, i pull up on him
he don’t mention sh-t
all my n-ggas bang
what you claim ain’t even in this b-tch
and that n-gga never been the same
since i hit his b-tch
he been makin’ change, i got racks
n-gga finna quit
half these n-ggas claimin’ that they gang
really finna switch
how that n-gga talkin’ bout he bang
he ain’t hit no l1cks
i pull out that choppa, make it rain
leave him in a ditch

n-gga broke as h-ll
how the f-ck he doing robberies?
he be on that b-tch sh-t
that snitch sh-t can’t ride with me
they should call me hov
you get smoked if you don’t roc with me
you can’t say you day one
if you wouldn’t spin no block with me

said my n-gga changed
and i swear i ain’t believe ’em
but it’s f-ck him, to the death
promise i don’t really need him
and i swear that n-gga deaf
he don’t hear when i see him
bullets don’t got names on them
but the pastor finna read ’em

put his body on a shelf
all my n-ggas really shooters
n-gga talking by his self
but that’s only on computers
bad b-tches in the hotel
look like they work at hooters
n-gga talkin’ bout he famous
only got like 30 viewers

all these b-tches tryna f-ck
’cause they know a n-gga next
i ain’t tryna fall in love
so i only want the neck
i’m a finesser
how the f-ck imma be the one finessed?
b-tches swear you really dumb
’cause they only want the check

n-gga talkin’ bout a choppa
so i brought out the ak
n-gga talkin’ bout that gala
’til them bullets come his way
7.62s, 30 clip
finna let it spray
and i don’t want yo b-tch
’cause she smell like filets

and i’m done hittin’ l1cks
i’m just tryna get paid
and it don’t make no sense
how these hit gettin’ made?
n-gga say that’s his b-tch
but he just gettin’ played
take yo b-tch to miami
we rich like i’m wade

and a n-gga really poppin’ out
f-ck you talkin’ bout?
n-gga really thought the glock was out?
imma knock him out
and i came up out the mud, n-gga
i want all the clout
and i never got no love
so i’m takin’ all amounts

b-tch!

and they got us f-cked up, man
ybf sh-t, man
i had to
man i had to scr-p that other sh-t, man
i was finna drop somethin’ else
i said, “f-ck that, man”

man i had to turn the f-ck up, man
they got me sweatin’ and sh-t
ha ha, ha ha
these n-ggas is trippin’, man
scg
ybf
remember that

- k sauce

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