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letra de 2 fast - lazer dim 700

[intro]
f-ck, sh-t

[verse 1]
pourin’ too much mud up like what the f-ck
poppin’ out, i’m bringin’ heat
i can’t forget to f-ckin’ steal
tryna stuff a hunnid’ dubs inside my pants
you eatin’ pills
n-ggas flexin’ that lil’ bitty guap
but ain’t gettin’ no guap
in a dead end wit’ money out
know i ran up glocks
p-ssy boy you p-ssy, know it’s me
know i let off shots
got a sticky wit’ a donut 50
take you out yo’ misery
p-ssy boy know they ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ me
ar do the k!llings
i got thousands, i got thousands b-tch
havin’ h-lla pape’
i just walked down wit’ some dirty sh-t
this a dirty drac
switch the clip, switch the f-ckin’ mag
polyester tag
n-ggas know 7000 do no flag
walk down super fast
lil’ bro wanna be 7000
he wanna get in fast
they won’t drop they f-ckin’ nuts today
they know they won’t blast
where the money? where the f-ckin’ plays?
lil’ bruh, where the cash?
i got foreign hoes and foreign weed
and some foreign cash, p-ssy
you think you gon’ get off first
let’s see who last
and i only put zaza inside my body
y’all n-ggas smoke sh-t bad
n-ggas know i’m finna be rich like roddy
that’s why p-ssies mad
they ain’t let lil’ flame inside the party
i snuck in the back
i got bl!ckys on me everyday, i can’t even lack
i can’t walk ’round wit’ all this f-ckin’ money
skinnys stuffed wit’ racks
n-ggas see me do it then go and do it
but i ain’t even mad
d-mn near fell out on these f-ckin’ drugs
d-mn near went out bad
i might draw down by my f-ckin’ self
i might need no help
take a n-gga plays, a n-gga wealth
56 gon’ step
tryna walk down wit’ a f-ckin’ semi
ar mini-mini
n-ggas know lil’ flame gon’ f-ckin’ step
they ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ me
know my closet cost some f-ckin’ bands
know i ran up bands
stuffin’ green sh-t inside my pants
put heat on yo’ twin
had to wait ’til dark to f-ckin’ pop out
57 rock out
smash gang wit’ me to take it
57, fast gang made it
[verse 2]
do a dirty deed then go and laugh
i can’t f-ckin’ fake it
i might pop out off-white drip like i done f-ckin’ made it
p-ssy boy gon’ get blam-blammed he try to f-ckin’ take it
they think yo’ barber f-cked you up
we push yo’ sh-t back
12 roamin’ ’round
we in a hotbox, had to sit back
p-ssy boy can’t see me in the dark ’cause all my fits black
pop out wit’ a ski, but it’s me
n-ggas know it’s me
i pass out top villan merch for free
you ain’t even gotta pay a fee
n-gga never looked out for lil’ flame, but it’s straight on gang
dump the f-ckin’ stick
i like to see the fye and the fye come out
bags in the spot, money in the spot
ain’t no runnin’ out
i can’t tell lil’ buddy nun’, they wanna catch the k!ll
lil’ boy get turned into a plate, turned into a meal
i got h-lla attachments, gotta pop out wit’ 2 ratchets
can’t do tris, that sh-t be nasty
we need wockhardt, we need wockhardt b-tch

- lazer dim 700

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