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letra de takeoff - king von

[intro: king von]
uh, nah, nah (sk808, n-gga)
uh, yeah (von)
what? huh?

[verse 1: king von]
calboy, these n-ggas envying me (they envying me)
i be drilling sh-t like it’s ten of me (like it’s ten of me)
price it’s high, they won’t afford to k!ll me (they won’t what?)
i got some shorties with some forties, they shooting for free (boom, boom, boom)
ain’t no n-gga shooting me (he ain’t)
we got fifties on them glocks (boom, boom)
been spinning n-ggas blocks, these bullets rips (what? what? boom, boom)
so much smoke, it’s hard to breathe (it is)
n-ggas acting like they hard, so we come, pull they cars (what? huh?)
let the police do they job, n-gga (d-mn, d-mn)
‘fore you get robbed, n-gga (you get robbed)
sit and talk with him, yeah, lot of hawk n-ggas (what? boom)
play it smart, n-gga, ‘fore we white chalk n-ggas (play it smart)
n-ggas cheap, i bought n-ggas (what?)
we made jesus walk with him, you better not get caught, n-gga

[verse 2: yungeen ace]
hold on, wait, bro, what’s that? (like, wait)
i’m tryna see, is that the opps? you know we spinning back (hold on, spin back)
police can’t even catch the car, b-tch, this a h-llcat (skrrt)
you know we smoking dead opps and they can’t get ’em back (they dead)
walk in the club with the gang, surrounded by them shooters (them shooters)
we got them extends on them glocks, every gun got a ruler (got a ruler)
how the f-ck ace go where he go? wait, who the f-ck finna play with ace? (like, who?)
that boy got bodies, cheat code (cheat code)
no, i can’t trust no freak hoes, that boy a rat, yeah, he told
the opps not outside, them boys be hiding now (them boys be hiding now)
that boy took two to his head, they knock his mind out (grrt, boaw)
and if he doing [?] time, i got that iron now (i got that iron now)
b-tch, if you play me like a p-ssy, put it on my momma, gon’ be a bang out
[verse 3: king von]
ayy, i switched to fully (fully), black timbs and hoodie (what?)
all star, you a rookie (rookie), ain’t gave me sh-t, i took it (what? huh?)
i be in your city with a semi if them n-ggas book me (yeah, yeah)
n-ggas acting hard, we go nuts if find out n-ggas p-ssy (boom, boom)
roll him up and leave him kush (boom)
i’m on they ass, don’t push me (boom, boom)
play with me, be dodging bullets (what?)
i don’t squash no beef, i cook it (what? what?)
and we ain’t even buy a gun, we took it (we took it from a goofy)
my clips extends, movies (extends, movies)
you got a gun, you ain’t gon’ use it (boom, boom)

[outro: yungeen ace]
haha, ayy, rest up my n-gga king von, n-gga
know how we rocking, n-gga
you know how i f-ck with you, you know what i’m talking ’bout?
i can’t even come here and put another verse ’cause the vibe ain’t the same
i should finish this b-tch when we was together last time
n-gga know how i’m rocking though
long live king von, b-tch

- king von

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