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letra de this n that - kal dirt

biz yoko (hook)
i had a nightmare that i died bro
pray to the trap gods
for the bust down rollie wit the gold rope
in the wraith blowing dope smoke
with a foreign hoe, i will never fold
never fold, i will never fold, i will never fold
never fold, momma made me a soldier

kal dirt (verse 1)
they want me do this
they want me do that
they don’t put in no work
but they still wanna half
ball all my ex
that b-tch wish i text back
been sippin that purp
i ain’t know how to act
step back then swish
i, got it on my pivot
showed them lil n-ggas how to get it
n-ggas never want to listen
look goofy in the mission
get smoked like a newport
that’s how you get cut short
you could call it intermission
feds did a sting, found the whole block fraud
can’t say free my dog, probably get sent to prison
but i’m still getting high
i ain’t go back since suspension
i ain’t lie, nah i ain’t ever snitching
that my code, no hoe in my venom
this bankroll sag on my denim
ten toes down my kicks they pippin
dirt survived the armageddon…
or so it was written
they watching when i️ hit the building
some of these b-tches brazilian
sonning these n-ggas my children
can’t feed em all wit a million
stuck indecision
i’m stacking these dividends, diligent
maneuvering different
howl at the moon when it glisten
the horsepower roar hear the piston
the dashboard score 125
close my eyes when it’s time to meet god
first day i met him we went out for a ride
took the wheel. he said “this how u drive
keep the opps close then we gon’ slide
don’t bring no company home where u lie
if they go snake you, then don’t be surprised
realize when you look in they eyes, just a disguise”
still i️ survived, still i️m gon whip it and chef it and sk!llet
just run up the digits, the gun in the oven
you can’t take the heat, get the f-ck out the kitchen
i’m not a civilian i’m militant
rinse the clip i’m done k!llin it
keep ya b-tch i’m done hittin it
if ya want smoke i’ll deliver it
if you started then i️ finish it
i’ll erase you bad penmanship
dirty version f-ck a censorship
what you know about the syndicate
red dot point blank period
on the block wit no membership
if you make it out don’t remember sh-t
don’t give a f-ck go celibate
i got a dream and a glock
been scheming ducking cops
i been sipping on the drop
my vision is spinning a lot

rubber bands getting popped
all these motherf-cking knots
if you f-ck up the money
swear to god somebody getting shot, yea
run it up, run it up
i do the running man, and i run it up

- kal dirt

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