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letra de 392 - kasher quon

[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n-ggas)

[verse 1: kasher quon]
i just went on turo and punched a bmw
i just f-cked a lil’ n-gga b-tch off a&w
i just walked out of td with a hundred blues
i just watched a fiend overdose off of dog food

[verse 2: grabba k]
you think that’s your b-tch, but she lied about lovin’ you
this b-tch keep beggin’ me for money, i’m uncomfortable
no, i’m not a cop, what i look like cuffin’ you?
stop callin’ for your cup ’cause i’ma end up duckin’ you
b-tch, you think we finna chill? but if you touch me, then i’m f-ckin’ you

[verse 3: kasher quon]
he think we finna scr-p, but if you touch me, then i’m bustin’ you
she think i’m ’bout to trick, but, baby girl, i’m just f-ckin’ you
unless you want me to put you on the road and stuff you
he owe me five hundred, finna strong arm my nephew
i just f-cked a b-tch ’cause she was d-ck suckin’ my tattoo
i just scammed a bald head n-gga that look like ja rule
your mama kicked you out ’cause you ain’t clean your room

[verse 4: grabba k]
been on the road for eight months, i should be comin’ home soon
should i hit this n-gga with the drac’ or the long broom?
smoke seven grams of pink runtz, now i’m on the moon
[verse 5: kasher quon]
i’m lookin’ for a check right now, where itunes?
i just made fifteen hundred off pro tools
you don’t really get it out the mud, you silver spoon
i just counted thirty-seven thousand in my living room
just because you dirty and you broke don’t make you a goon

[verse 6: grabba k]
brought a brand-new stick just to put a n-gga on the news
just hit a n-gga block in a new 392
he seen a red beam on his cheek, he don’t know what to do
caught his whole crew in a van just like scooby doo

[verse 7: kasher quon]
he work at mcdonalds this week, got paid three ninety-two
i’m finna slide down in a scat that say three ninety-two
i just f-cked a b-tch for an hour and gave her three ninety-two
a n-gga called in with a chase from 2002
beat a n-gga ass and knock him out like kung fu
you just f-cked a dirty-ass b-tch and she burnt you
i just bought fifty percocets from my uncle
he ran off with my money, now i’m finna shoot my cousin

[verse 8: grabba k]
just scammed my weed man ’cause i just ran off with an onion
i’ll pull up with a whole bunch of k’s like i’m russian
found out my b-tch was cheatin’, i’m ’bout to stuff her in the oven
just bought a fake id and it say my name “mclovin”
[verse 9: kasher quon]
i just slapped my b-tch ’cause she just pushed a n-gga b-ttons
he steady sneak dissin’, i’m finna f-ck this n-gga cousin
finna kidnap his baby and bake him in the oven
when the feds came to my door, i stopped f-ckin’ with the punches

- kasher quon

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