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letra de don’t work - kam gee

don’t work lyrics
hook : if this rapping don’t work then i’m trapping
we got them bows of tha za but we taxin
lil baby fine so i brought her steve madden
i’m making plays but i don’t play no madden

bro grab the 9 and i’m grabbing the 40
try to run off shoot u and yo shorty
had to boss up so my stylist dior’d me
get you a zip of this za for 240

verse 1 : most of my n-ggas gorillas they wreck less
most of the n-ggas i hang with be felons
if you get caught up don’t switch up no telling

these n-gga be b-tches these n-ggas be rats
i’ll get ya knock off for a couple of racks
he say he a gangsta but ain’t popped his strap
most of these n-ggas out here be so capp

versе 2: on gang on god i can’t f-ck with the opposition
yeah my cuty it rally be wikеd
we got them sticks ain’t no need for no hittin
all our glocks yeah they come with extensions
i want smoke yeah i want all the tension
just a young n-gga i come out of the trenches
i need me some money so i gotta go get it
she broke my heart yeah i was in my feelings
now im flexed up see they watch how im living
big body in the the lane and we be swiching
pull up on yo block we gone hit it
these n-ggas be b-tches dont really be shooters
i keep me a glock and in my sock theres a ruger
these b-tches show titties just like we at hooters
the clip in my glock is as long as a ruler bc

verse 3:not drinking lean but im popping these seals
its 2k22 so i need me a deal
i need me some money i need me a mil
remember i was broke and i needed a meal

my diamonds gone shine no need for a flash
get your own n-gga to turn on yo ass
its crazy what these n-ggas do for a bag
i get 50k put it up in the stash
hop in the coup and hit the dash
man i love my girl hope this sh-t last

im throwing 4s for my growth and development
these n-ggas mad cause the really irrelevant
yo b-tch she f-cking you thought she was celibate

bridge:i get the money and i stack it up
these n-ggas mad but i don’t give a f-ck
if you want smoke let me know then it’s up
i got some hittas with their pistol tuck
remember them days in the hood it was tuff
young n-gga reckless i always been ruff
ran up a check iced out my neck
young n-gga real so i don’t got to flex
golds in my mouth cost me a check
diamonds on me and i swear it’s so wet
all of my shooters pull in a vet
she going crazy but we ain’t have no s-x
i get a stack flip it to a bag
me and my brothers we smoking on gas
im from the trenches i roll with gorillas they ain’t bout talking they all bout that scrilla
i hang with g-ngb-ngers junkies and k!llers
i got some brothers who won’t go against the pillar
these n-ggas be b-tches put them on a tee
pull up with glocks choppas and ar15s

hook : if this rapping don’t work then i’m trapping
we got them bows of tha za but we taxin
lil baby fine so i brought her steve madden
i’m making plays but i don’t play no madden

bro grab the 9 and i’m grabbing the 40
try to run off shoot u and yo shorty
had to boss up so my stylist dior’d me
get you a zip of this za for 240

- kam gee

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