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letra de movin' tact - lbe gee darka

[verse 1: lbe gee darka]
on that block, i stay moving tact
like, brodie was flat on his back
like, when we spin through the bronx, if i see that ray n-gga, get left on his back
like, dissin’ could get yo ass scapped
tired of n-ggas who talk on the app
like, tryna spin through the grounds, if i catch a yg, then that’s a new pack
brooklyn boys in the spot where we at
tygk, most of them n-ggas is packs (primey)
f-ck doe, f-ck strapp
catch me a loc, leave him right where he at
pistols and 30.s, you know we don’t play
doak, and i’m smoking on blay (blay blay)
f-ck rakey, got put in his place (rakey)
spin through a block, i don’t care if it rain (word to bro)

[chorus: lbe gee darka]
on that block, i stay moving tact
like, brodie was flat on his back
like, when we spin through the bronx, if i see that ray n-gga, get left on his back
like, dissin’ could get yo ass scapped
tired of n-ggas who talk on the app
like, tryna spin through the grounds, if i catch a yg, then that’s a new pack

[verse 2: ua flocca]
spin through the bronx, tryna see sum’ drop
like, can’t wait to catch dapfive
like, 345 block got me fried, smokin’ naz and the jay, don’t know when i’ma stop
k-k-karly a b-tch, he dead (karly)
before he leave, let his b-tch throat my d-ck
like, brodie was runnin’ like-
caught him lackin’ he runnin’ like rick
spin through the rey tryna catch me a crip
f-ck gotti bklu, see him and it’s lit
n-gga said i don’t put on for my block, but he know that i do, he just mad he got hit
jenny g pack, got me zooted and sh-t
lil’ bro in the spot and he flockin’ his sh-t
n-gga lacked and got hit in his sh-t
i’m really outside, and i’m clutchin’ the stick

[outro]
n-gga
suck my d-ck
lbe sh-t, everything 4 eli
flockin for kev n-gga
doak, cripk
ygz k, brooklyn

- lbe gee darka

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