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letra de break out - lazer dim 700

[intro]
f-ck, f-ck
turn the bass up, turn up the f-ckin’ bass
i got lil’ go— i got lil’ goxan on this motherf-cker
turn the f-ckin’ bass up

[verse]
comin’ down the street, plan to see this sh-t boomin’
any block i see can get sweeped with a broomstick
run off with ya sh-t, leave a n-gga with a doom face
run off with ya sh-t—
run off with ya sh-t, leave a n-gga lookin’ clueless
n-gga high as f-ck, boy, i’m feelin’ like i’m outer sp-ce
n-gga get to bustin’ out your car, he tryna drive away
ice on my plate like lil wayne, tryna buy a acre
jumpin’ out the whip, puttin’ beans on your f-ckin’ face
take a n-gga off if he green, better run away
stolo parked there in the f-ckin’ back, it’s a getaway
n-gga left the racks in the stash, i know where it’s at
i go in his spot and i get it
better not try bustin’ in, b-tch, we got bl!cks in this b-tch
got all kind of sh-t in this b-tch
too many ammo, i’ma scr-p like iraq in this b-tch
everybody got on black in this b-tch
everybody got a f-ckin’ strap in my whip
shoot you in yo’ head, make your body backflip
drippin’ like salad, when it got ranch, though
sleep on a pallet in the middle of a truck
put you on track if you keep the silence up
peep the waistline, got a bl!ck by my belt
yeah, we scr-p, lil’ buddy turned to terminator
break in yo’ spot, we gotta call the exterminator
in the apartment ain’t no regrets, i can’t take sh-t back
p-ssy n-gga troll and test, we gon’ catch yo’ ass
take these racks, clean this sh-t off at the laundromat
cut up in the woods with the axe like a lumberjack
since the p-ssy n-gga tryna test, he gotta run me that
i just dm’d bro, i’ll still get my uncle out
pump my lil’ gen in the smoke, i’m pumpin’ fire
p-ssy n-gga actin’ like ho, get extorted out
p-ssy n-gga pull up to my shop, we havin’ more than za
one stop shop, got no address, we point it out
air your block out with this motherf-ckin’ chalk
when i pull up, i go berserk, brrt
finna whip out with that ar ammo in my pocket
they like, “d-mn, he live the young n-gga way,” i can’t stop it
stuff this sh-t in my plan, i won’t fold like my wallet
p-ssy n-gga follow trends, follow whatever we poppin’
took a look at my b-roll, you’ll see nothin’ but broccoli
had to bend up with that double cup, bl!ck on me
n-gga better not play with this sh-t, got this sh-t on me
bust ya f-ckin’ head, got your brain on my hand
disgusting as f-ck, the inside of the skull look gross
take ya f-ckin’ life, better not play with my folks
think he got strike ’cause i showed him the ropes
take his ass out, he bizarre with that cappin’ sh-t
all of these ars’s make my block look like pakistan
come crush your head with a guitar, i can swing this stick
this sh-t can get real bizarre, it get dangerous
shoot your ass down, give no f-ck about they fine sh-t

- lazer dim 700

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