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letra de count us out/no handoutz - kankan

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[chorus]
free all my n-ggas locked up, no bond
spent half a ticket on-
spent half a ticket on commissary
keep noddin’, knocked at my b-tch work
big body truck like the military
my n-ggas stuck on that block, yea where it get hot
these rap n-ggas really be scary
my n-ggas rich than a b-tch off trappin’ and scammin’, see 12 we gon’ book it
yeah, it ain’t no time i’ma stay, no we don’t hang with no rookies
rap n-gga cap all day on the net for some kids, we already know he ain’t on that
how you a rat and go put that sh-t right on your kid that you didn’t? these lil’ n-ggas be so cap
been would’ve k!lled myself if that n-gga was my dad, n-gga for real, no cap
hop on the jet for that bread, then i’m out
really rich, finna’ buy land in the south
them n-ggas counted us out, no we ain’t have handouts
ay, everybody got they hand out, n-ggas wasn’t here for the drought
[verse]
i go spend what he make in a year in a week
make a m’ in the crib, i ain’t even gotta’ leave
i f-cked his hoe now he think that we beef
addy and codeine, no i ain’t even sleep
seven days straight n-gga, yea i been geeked
two-tone maybach all black like some ink
blue diamonds on, turn this b-tch to a freak
finna’ go two-tone patek philippe
i know ya’ll thought that we was just rappin’
triple my money, make it do backflips
these n-ggas dissin’ bout’ hoes
they ain’t getting money, i swear these lil’ n-ggas be embarrassed
i’m tryna’ put all my lil’ n-ggas on
i can’t go back to- yea, when i was zoe’in
my n-gga trappin’, he duckin’ the feds
play if you want, we x’d out all our opponents
yeah, i got hooked on roxy when i first got to houston
lil’ j walk ’em down, where he thought he was going?
n-gga i’m off roxy’s, it’s gon’ stay in the morning
mixin’ them meds, yea you know i abuse them
i’m in la, i might fly out to georgia
my brudda’ gettin’ them- across the boarder
we havin’ fentanyl, we got it imported

[chorus]
free all my n-ggas locked up, no bond
spent half a ticket on-
spent half a ticket on commissary
keep noddin’, knocked at my b-tch work
big body truck like the military
my n-ggas stuck on that block, yea where it get hot
these rap n-ggas really be scary
my n-ggas rich than a b-tch off trappin’ and scammin’, see 12 we gon’ book it
yeah, it ain’t no time i’ma stay, no we don’t hang with no rookies
rap n-gga cap all day on the net for some kids, we already know he ain’t on that
how you a rat and go put that sh-t right on your kid that you didn’t? these n-ggas- yea ya’ll sad
been would’ve k!lled myself if that n-gga was my dad, n-gga for real, no cap
hop on the jet for that bread, then i’m out
really rich, finna’ buy land in the south
them n-ggas counted us out, no we ain’t have handouts
ay, everybody got they hand out, n-ggas wasn’t here for the drought

- kankan

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