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letra de nlmbk pt. 2 - kts rio g

[intro]
fatality
yeah we heard what we said, b-tch i still hear him from the dirt, b-tch
([pull up to the bathroom?]) i like that
(f-ck you talmbout)
kutthroat (you die for what you say, n-gga)
(in the studio with my fifty)
we still hate you
(nah f-ck that, f-ck everybody)
ay, let’s go!
ay

[chorus]
[?] pickup keke, put them guns and that’s a [?]
he died for what he said, b-tch i still hear him from the dirt
got a picnic in the park, b-tch we gon’ pull up on the [court?]
and we know your life ain’t sh-t, b-tch we gon’ take for what it’s worth (let’s go)

[verse 1: kts dre]
we gon’ pull up with them guns, make a n-gga run
we gon’ pull up with the guns, make a n-gga run
and then i smoke another n-gga, on my son
and b-tch we been slide [?] out the [?]

[verse 2: kts rio g]
i’m the type of n-gga f-ck yo’ b-tch with no problеm
i just bought my shorty a draco and he still want his revolver
yеah i still be on the block, i can’t change like these rappers (kutthroat)
acting like you gangsta, b-tch you see what happen to cappers (cappers)
[verse 3: kts dre]
with them cappers, [?] pull up with them clappers
he was snoozing, he was hanging out with lackers
be with clappers, f-ckboy you hang with rappers
be with stretchers, f-ck n-gga you hang with actors
we might bail out, pop a n-gga b-tch, that’s broad day
rio g and k!lla spook gon’ hit the gang way
so many shooters, so many shots, n-ggas can’t get away
and that’s just how it go, we pulled up where he stay

[verse 4: kts rio g]
g-yter town, so much terror, it’s ridiculous
we k!llin’ any n-gga acting like they with the sh-t
need a grammy, actin’ tough, boy you been a b-tch
i pull up, pop yo ass right now, now finish sh-t

[verse 5: kts dre]
ain’t no missing b-tch, get the mission done
put that on my son, squeeze it ’till it’s none
leave a n-gga done, swear they never run
b-tch i’m kts, b-tch i ride for gang

[chorus: kts rio g]
[?] pickup keke, put them guns and that’s a [?]
he died for what he said, b-tch i still hear him from the dirt
got a picnic in the park, b-tch we gon’ pull up on the [court?]
and we know your life ain’t sh-t, b-tch we gon’ take for what it’s worth
(b-tch)

- kts rio g

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