letra de neva cared #leemix - lee lucas gambino
[verse: lee lucas gambino]
before i leave the slot i pack a glock
keep a 30 in this b-tch, you act a fool you will get shot
don’t got friends around this b-tch
he say he know me, he a opp
f-ck his b-tch, she gave me top
i thought you knew she been a thot
do the team lil hoe
pop me one, i’m rolling off a bean lil hoe
sh-t make me aggressive
i just might shoot down ya team with, gang nem
we don’t give no f-ck so what you speaking for
keep flashing yo check, them architects gone come & poke you foe
ski mask with a tect, received a text to come kick in yo door
n-ggas hit the ground like these hollows can’t go through the floor
n-ggas hit the ground like they seen jesus walk through the door
bet not make a sound or you gone chose you which toe you want to go
gang n-gga
dang n-gga
you can’t bang with me
same n-gga
with the same n-ggas
you can’t hang with me
you blow a swisher
i roll a wood
not the same as me
how you love that b-tch if you the one that ran a train with me, ugh
i’m from the westside we don’t do that sh-t
all about a bag, do that broke sh-t on the south side b-tch
n-ggas get toe-tagged, roll they ashes, light it, take a hit
bout to the dash, they won’t catch me in this foreign b-tch
foreign whip
foreign b-tch
money come before a b-tch
n-ggas really broke, they ain’t turning packs into a brick
n-ggas really choke like bunny rabbit, they ain’t rapping sh-t
and i seen you shopping you on pulaski, you ain’t having sh-t
ooh
he still see the shadows in his room
that’s cause i’m in all black, packing a gat that go boom
suppressor on this hoe so it gone sound like a flute
gotta reflex scope with grip like call of duty ww2
watch how i finesse like a pastor
they hate on the fact that i’m p-ssed ‘em
i’m eating and leaving them -ss out
she thirsty to f-ck, blow her back out
you n-ggas be b-tches with tracks out
i’m f-cking yo b-tch pull her tracks out
she telling me you really rap now
she the reason i’m sending this track out
before i leave the slot i pack a glock
keep a 30 in this b-tch, you act a fool you will get shot
don’t got friends around this b-tch
he say he know me, he a opp
f-ck his b-tch, she gave me top
i thought you knew she been a thot
do the team lil hoe
pop me one, i’m rolling off a bean lil hoe
sh-t make me aggressive
i just might shoot down ya team with, gang nem
we don’t give no f-ck so what you speaking for
keep flashing yo check, them architects gone come & poke you foe
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