letra de remove wanted level - lazer dim 700
[intro]
f-ck
f-ck
f-ck, f-ck
[verse]
boy you a b-tch, brought a bl!ck’ to the fight
glock in my hood like they cut off the light
you said it was [?], you said it was that guy
come thru’ the alley, no asking me why
talm’ bout’ you havin’ exotic, you lied
push to the trailer park, you fried
i got five stars, let me inside
should i take him down, let me decide
look thru’ the sights, the aim precise
n—- give a f-ck what you bang, you gon’ hide
they knew i was this when i came alive
i brought the fye when i came outside
park in the hood, play my music out loud
expedite the packagе, a newer disguise
hotbox [?] f-ck up my еyes
park the stick on the crowd, move it around
you top rank? b-tch i’m movin’ you down
no household, i’m movin’ around
take down a hothead, i’m coolin’ him down
do a l!ck when i first moved to the town
smile on my face n—-, look what i found
i can’t wait to hit the za’, pass it ’round
no love, i got the chop’ walk him down
serve a play in the back of the store, walk around
zaza, drank, gon’ throw me around
b-tch i’m around i won’t get on the ground
twin hit the sto’ are you kidding me now
fine sh-t choosing, she feeling me out
they f-ck with my music, they hearing me out
[?] in my bookbag, i carry it out
i dump the bl!ck’, i be wearing it out
zaza double wrapped, i’m tearing it out
i got the drop, got yo’ whereabouts
you told before, who you gon’ tell on now?
n—- better stand down, i pull out my lil fye
look at the live, oh i know where he by
you wanna be me, i know i’m one of them guys
fill up yo’ twin with the clip while he try
flip fine sh-t in the back of the ride
put the strike on him and let him decide
n—- tryna’ flex his gun, can i try?
smoke zaza to the face, can’t drive
steal yo’ designer, i’m not tryna’ buy
you f-ck with my camp, i ain’t know this sh-t slide
imma be up, and you gon’ be down
stand in the cut b-tch i’m somewhere around
take down a scammer, he f-cked up my town
when i get lit, whole gang get lit too
step on a opp, i done stepped on a big dude
big ass boy, you too big to be tissue
stiff arm fine sh-t, i’m not tryna’ kiss you
we ‘quipped the laser, i’m not tryna’ diss you
better duck down when i swing this stick thru’
black gen-6, i love my pistol
she think she know me cause she ate me out the gristle
what’s in my drip? a stick, a missle
box in the whip, you can’t even get out
trip out with the bl!ck’, i swear i might flip out
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