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letra de smash one - li rye

[intro]
(produced)

[chorus]
yea that p-ssy tried to run but i know i chase sh-t down on feet
knock the doors up off that b-tch
and turn your cadi’ into a jeep
got melatonin in my glock
this lil b-tch put sh-t to sleep
i’m a big dog a big wolf up in the streets p-ssy you a sheep
get your scary ass up out the kitchen
you can’t take the heat
knock his stupid ass up off the map he try to play with me
my cousin told on me
think he gone rap
boy that sh-t is dead
i drop a ten and catch him at the show
and leave that n-gga dead

[verse]
(ahahahahaha)
you know i’m evil
and i’m f-cked up in the head and i promote the violence
i got young n-ggas southside every day and you they sliding
-breathing sounds-
stolo whip riding
in a geek trying to smash one
she on the news crying causе a n-gga k!lled her son
say i’m dead wrong but that f-ck n-gga found thе right one
i’m in love with sliding ain’t scared to do it but to me that sh-t fun
in another state while out on bond they think i’m on the run
p-ssy n-gga know you ain’t gone shoot it then b-tch give your gun
i’m a young n-gga turnt in the city might change my name to don
too many new people calling my phone might change my number
they say they pushing p this new draco got wood grain i’m pushing lumber
i ain’t trying to argue i let my .40 talk
rrrah rrrahh rrrah rrrah rrrah rrrah
boom boom bow
up the switch and blrdd the crowd
free lil shank he blrdd you down (if i come through sliding with this brand new .23 stick this b-tch won’t make a sound)
[chorus]
yea that p-ssy tried to run but i know i chase sh-t down on feet
knock the doors up off that b-tch
and turn your cadi’ into a jeep
got melatonin in my glock
this lil b-tch put sh-t to sleep
i’m a big dog a big wolf up in the streets p-ssy you a sheep
get your scary ass up out the kitchen
you can’t take the heat
knock his stupid ass up off the map he try to play with me
my cousin told on me
think he gone rap
boy that sh-t is dead
i drop a ten and catch him at the show
and leave that n-gga dead

[verse]
don’t even k!ll the b-tch
just shoot him in his chest and make him suffer
what they don’t know is burning flesh is like burning rubber
like i dropped a knife up in the mud i got a dirty cutter
if my new b-tch try to cheat on me then i’ma k!ll her brother

[outro]
let me calm down get back on track i’m trying to get these racks
i’m big 26 and i bang that 4 that south like iraq
play wrong i get you wacked
play wrong i get you wacked
i’ma shoot you in your face, i’ma shoot you in your back
f-ck n-gga
haa

- li rye

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