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letra de no huddle - lefty gunplay

[intro]
yeah, look
it’s lefty gunplay
otr, bouley superstar
best ese rapper, look, yeah (i’m rich, b-tch)

[verse]
i think we make a perfect couple, what you think, i’m trouble?
heart of a lion, i’m a soldier in the f-ckin’ jungle
don’t wear my heart on my feet ’cause every day is a struggle
and every time my name get brought up, they think i’m in trouble (uh-oh)
no russell wilson, no ciara, i don’t wanna cuddle
i’m like the ese yg, four hundred up in the duffle
i’m callin’ plays for otr, in the fourth with no huddle (omaha, hail mary)
i never paid for a feature, i got it off the muscle
i bought a b-tch a bbl because she want her b-tt done
and when they seen us in the lambo, they all wanna f-ck us
busta rhymes, yeah
i’m at the crypto arena with rj and ty dolla $ign
first off, it’s rest in peace to mac dre
it’s gunplay, i had to do it for la
i’m feelin’ myself every time i’m with the gang
if you ain’t from my city, then i can’t even explain
the same grade, the same age, we maintain
that was my road dog and we became the same gang
i feel like chito rana$, baby, i want all the smoke
i thank soulless every single day that my ass ain’t broke
i remember i was in the trailer park without no hope (straight up)
i say a prayer every day, f-ck them mobile homes
and soulless call me up every day like, “your ass ain’t home?” (where you at?)
i swear to god i’m home, naw, i’m with a 304 (i’m home, man)
when we pull up to the light, everybody strapped (grrah)
push-to-start the ferrari, got a 9 up on my lap
i’m sorry, mama, i’m starting to act worse than my dad (oohwee)
i swear to god i wish my daughter had a better dad (who, me?)
they call me lefty gunplay, on the gang, i know i’m that (it’s lefty gunplay)
i’m boosie badazz in the hood, famous and i’m strapped
and i don’t need n0body, b-tch, i bust my own gun
my left wrist froze, my right wrist froze from the neck up (bling, bling)
and f-ck a b-tch, i be trippin’ ’bout a check, cuz (yeah)
check yourself ‘fore you wreck yourself, on the set, cuz
go, dj, and that’s my dj (what?)
and benjirow, that’s my motherf-ckin’ dj
yeah, the hottest ese up under the sun
on the gang, i got drafted to otr because i been the one (first-round draft pick)
yeah, the chosen one (yeah), the bouley on (that’s me)
all these b-tches on my d-ck and they so f-ckin’ sprung
[outro]
it’s otr, r, bouley superstar, yeah
i’m so sur, i don’t need no motherf-ckin’ bodyguard, like
yeah, what?
one of the only rappers, you could believe everything they motherf-cking told you
it’s lefty gunplay, yeah
famous g-ngb-nger
running it up from like tuesday to tuesday
yeah, what?
and we some famous g-ngb-ngers
i made it, mama, look
whole lotta gang sh-t
yeah, that’s it
free the squeeze team, that’s it
go ‘head
free the blue dream, haha
run that sh-t up
(dj vip)

- lefty gunplay

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