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letra de ready 4 - leon3ky

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[verse 1: ogy 74]
wait, how is you jackin that sh-t, like im fake 74?
don’t let me say what you was doing before
i was tryna be smart, i was tryna ignore
but these kids keep b-tching on my d-ck
heard he saying my name, he was just recently like rick
this idiot jackin 8s, wasn’t you just jackin crips
like where the f-ck is dk, i ain’t seen him still
aj was taking that pic, then ran down watching the rear
—- talkin on j? make him disappear
m doing sh-t on the vids, he a queer
like 74 this 74 that, shut up and go catch you a hit
new opp, who the f-ck is david
new opp, he a new target
keep talking on vexi, bro had your b-tch naked

[verse 2: leon3ky]
like, everybody was dissin until i got lit
now every b-tch tryna let me hit
like this kid still think i don’t got the grip
boy talkin like he unstable, he an idiot
whenever i was slidin, i made a riot
im active you just don’t know, cause some sh-t stay’s private
feel like scott, i think im the highest
sometimes i gotta stay quiet
cause i know a lot, but they might deny it
everyboy on hots, might send them a gift
this kid think he good, cause he got missed
if that was me, he would get put on that list
like wait, —- im smokin your dad, do you not feel the guilt?
everybody lacking, but they just never admit
like i know that im different, that’s why i won’t quit
[verse 3: mqtexx]
like
i don’t need a gun to prove myself right
im okay with catching a fight
cause most of these idiots dissin not even my height
like take off his head if he throw up a 5
dk keep talkin, why the f-ck he alive?
catch that kid, make him apologize
don’t let him go until he dies

[verse 4: ex pepa]
slide in the spot, make a disaster
he got a gun, but im faster
catch him lackin, make him a dancer
police coming, it don’t matter
im different , i’ma gangster
better run, cause i got the hammer
opp died, send em a letter
i gotta gun, i ain’t no fighter
i think im a demon, i need a pastor

[verse 5: bekafn]
opps doing bad, they don’t got no luck
opp got punched, give em a hug
call ogy, that’s my blood
shot up the party, made a havoc
shot in the leg, he movin drunk
catch —-, put him in the trunk
bullet in his stomach, make it a stuffed crust
—- got stabbed, got left in the dust
see dk, put him in the blunt
[verse 6: woky]
bro getting me mad, let me shoot
shoot him up like a fruit
like put a hole in his melon
i threw seven, send him to heaven
gun so hard, got me a felon
left him deaf and blind, call him helen
he a p-ssy if he don’t come, if he do he done
i won’t run, cause i got my gun

[verse 7: zerov]
new opp in the air, sh-t stinks
lil david on my lo, see that boy, show him the tricks
pull out the g if he jackin 6
smokin his pops, it’s been years
caught aj, left him in tears
bro was crying for his parents
i think he wanted to see angels
when i catch jdot, show him the miracles
like i got some bullets, goin trough skulls

[verse 8: kulex]
like, i got guns for crips
shoot his head, ruin his lips
spin they block, just me & prince
bro threw 5 i threw 10
keep talkin and i might do it again
they caught me, like when?
like they know what happens when i bend
catch him and his friend
make them boys a new trend
[verse 9: 74vexi]
who the f-ck is david
if see that kid, bro gotta pass it
like, spin the 8th tryna catch me a hit
jdot was talkin, now he on that list
catch his bro, he gettin kicked
he think i won’t take that risk
i beated my own pops, so what do you think?
lil aj was spinnin, almost got k!lled
like they think ain’t on that, but i’ll even k!ll a kid
i was spinnin for days, don’t ask what i did

[verse 10: desnix]
new opp, they still on d-ck
why they tryna play with desnix
im 74 so im looking for 6
170 block, how tf they crips?
im tryna spin, cause they got me in the mix
like them boys forgot about prince
bro was spinnin, ain’t seen em since
like on the 8th lookin for hits
keep talkin on 74, yall some idiots

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