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letra de mask off - lil double 0

[intro]
(trey sold with this sh-t)
(we love you, perc)
big walk down

[chorus]
he got a lil’ money, but he ain’t me
he sell a lil’ drugs, but he ain’t street
he got took off for his p’s
n-ggas be cap rap in these streets
ap and rollie bustdown
so many p’s done took down
he ain’t my n-gga, he get took down
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off, f-ck it
[verse]
know i got fifty like zach randolph
tryna blast off, hit one in the face
he in my way, f-ck n-gga better go pray
i’ma send k!llers where he stay
walk him down in designer
[?] lil’ n-gga [?] with a micro drac’
get the drop and we score, n-ggas know we don’t play, on gang
if they give me a pick on the play, i’ma try
if the ticket look good for the ‘bows, i’ll buy it
scat pack too slow, but the h-llcat drive real quicker
big walk down, we don’t f-ck with them n-ggas
n-ggas know we don’t f-ck with the other side
walk ’em down with the chop, do a homicide
chrome heart, lion heart, r.i.p. r5
(a boss, my left wrist, my right wrist gon’ talk)
jumped off that porch when i was thirteen
f-ck n-gga ain’t seen sh-t that i saw
‘fore i take me a loss, i’d rather get off
(hmm, n-gga, i’d rather get off)
wipe me down
fresh as a b-tch, amiri to the ‘fit
like guap, i’ll put this sh-t on right now
feel like tupac, who got you shot?
come through with a bomb, hop out, walk ’em down
feel like tupac, who got you shot?
(come through with a bomb, hop out, walk ’em down)
deliver the smoke to a house, where he at?
hmm, n-gga, where the f-ck he at?
‘member days slidin’, had opps hidin’
’cause they know we put a n-gga’s ass to rest
mask off, f-ck it, everywhere clutchin’
[?] on the back of the glock [?]
‘fore i go broke, double 0’ll rob
put a ski mask and go hit the block, get it [?]
we work a job, these n-ggas p-ssy
say them n-ggas hard, but them n-ggas rookie
he ain’t got no heart, them f-ck n-ggas took it
say he got robbed for his bag, been shook ever since
pour up that purple rain like prince
every day [?] like i can’t quit
n-gga’d rather be sleep, double’d rather be rich
count up a million dollars all cash in this b-tch, on gang
i pull up mask off on a b-tch
hit the block broad day with the switch
pull up in somethin’ fast, hop out with your b-tch
if that’s your ho, then that’s my ho too, f-ck it, i ain’t even care ’bout the b-tch
let’s go, big 5.7 knock a n-gga off his feet
big body h-llcat, i’ma slide it, drive uncontrollably
double gon’ f-ck up the street
[?], we hop out on feet
(f-ck n-ggas ain’t really f-ckin’ with me, man)
twenty-four-hour trap wide open
empty the clip on lil’ bro ’cause he think sh-t sweet
gang play with the gang, get put on a tee
p-ssy, uh
let’s go
[chorus]
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off
f-ck it, mask on, f-ck it, mask off, f-ck it

- lil double 0

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