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letra de intro - lacuna777

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[intro]
yuh we bringin’ pressure, know how it go
pull up hop out and i’m drippin’ head to toe
f-ck is you talkin bout, all i see is blue faces
if you tryna play wit my money then i’ma leave you faceless

[verse 1]
got ya main b-tch, she twerkin’ on the pole
my lungs start to hurtin’, from all these opp’s i roll
ain’t leavin’ it at that, i’m only leavin’ bullet holes
why he talkin to a rat?, d-mn i’m bouta collect a soul

[verse 2]
b-tch i get that, then i flip it
load up on ammunition, then i hip it
b-tch you know i’m only speakin’ facts, no gimmick
really bouta make a movie, lemme script it
bow bow, d-mn i hit it
ask how much he want, he tell me zip it
pull up to his block, got anxiety so i grip it
and if he start to trippin’, then we clip it, then we clip it

[outro]
don’t come around my crib or ima poke ya
runnin’ to my crib wit 6 heads he a joker
ain’t ridin’ with no b-tch i’m just ridin’ with a shooter
he don’t want no 1 on 1? i’m cooler than a cooler

- lacuna777

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