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letra de 3:00 am - li heat

[intro]
gang
who that is? let’s go
aight, come on
gang (toxic, don’t be mad at me)
ayy

[verse]
i say, “first don, f-ck the laws until they free lil’ forty first” (laws)
n-ggas not outside, they hidin’ (they hidin’) and if you scared, go to church (yeah)
ayy, shout-out to lil’ jo, i heard he put somethin’ in the dirt (dirt)
talkin’ ’bout boxed him up like apple jacks, he put somethin’ in a he-rs- (yeah)
ayy, i stopped beefin’ with these n-ggas when they turned into police (they playin’)
i can’t leave no red-ass n-gga, trick my heat up out these streets (wow)
say, “i put diamonds on my mouth, so he’ll know this talk ain’t cheap” (talk)
you was never in the fiеld, you ain’t never bought no pair of cleats (gang)
ayy, n-ggas i know i hit thе trap and ball like tyrese (i ball)
this that rubber band money, b-tch, i’m paid like your og (bye)
ain’t talkin’ ’bout your murder, n-gga, boy, you only murder beats (go, let’s go)
keep my k like i’m kurt lincoln, watch me shoot this b-tch from deep (go, gang)
gang, f-ck the feds too and tell them b-tches, “free my daddy”
i’m like, f-ck that marble phone, b-tch, today we wrap in plastic (wrap in plastic)
get the packs for the low and flip them b-tches like a magic (yeah)
n-ggas not on, they just broke as f-ck, i see it, they be actin’ (f-ck)
how i’m pullin’ all these n-ggas card they prolly thinnk i’m scammin’
know my b-tch gon’ drop some dimes for me, so i nickname her sandy
and don’t ask me how i got this name, just know that i stand on business (yeah)
long live my evil twin, we turnt up on a lot of missions (on that gang)
ceiling fans, we still spinnin’ (spin)
helicopters, we still spinnin’
rival shame, we still spinnin’
rockin’ palm angels, but i’m like, f-ck it, today i’m still sinnin’ (gang)
i send a hit and start grinnin’
and they know i’m a demon (let’s go), i just pull in that skrrt (skrrt), skrrt (skrrt), get behind me (skrrt), that’s no flat (gang)
say, “i pullled up in that skrrt, skrrt, it’s two hundred on the dash” (i’m gone)
i drive this b-tch so reckless, know i make my momma mad
they prolly think i don’t know why my ho servin’ all these bags (let’s go)
heard he tried do a hit, true, that draco hit him with a cap (cap)
ayy, sn-tched him bad like, boy, come here, don’t go nowhere (don’t go nowhere)
his head just like his half, these bullets ball, got dipped in there (d-mn, d-mn)
got shots for off, they all get sh-lled, ayy, f-ck it, k!ll ’em by the pair (let’s go)
[outro]
yeah (gang)
gang
ayy, stop playin’, you b-tch-ass n-ggas, free lil’ forty first, free my project, gang
and i say, “for sh-t sho’, gang”

- li heat

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