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letra de armed robbery - lil duke 17

long live gee money man
ayy!

verse 1:
stackin’ all my bread so i get by (uh)
these n-gg-s hating, cause these n-gg-s got the time (uh)
try me and im bussin, my bullets incline (uh)
my diamonds go stupid, they leave you blind (uh)
stackin all my chips cause i never ate (wait)
swear that i was hungry i had nothing on my plate
these b-tches they fakin, ya dese b-tches h-lla late
choppa on me n-gg-, its gone give your -ss a tape (uh)
get up on yo kness lil b-tch ion wanna date (uh)
i can’t save a hoe, lil b-tch i dont have a cape
16 wit extentions we gon put you on the plate
do this for my homies cuz them n-gg-s neva ate
real thick b-tch ya her body bout a 8
i dont do no talkin, lil b-tch i just wan’ mate
hit em wit the hollows now his b-tch thought it was paint
do it for lil dallas cuz my lil n-gg- can’t
i dont do no beefin, imma shoot you in yo face
diamonds, no hocus pocus, n-gg- i know where you lay
mama said lilduke ion want you to live this way
d— was on that hot sh-t till we found out where he stay

ya!
take sum b-tch x8
aye aye!

verse 2:
where my flippa?
chop a n-gg- and we pullin up with them extentions
i jus wan’ beat dat b-tch p-ssy, beat her walls
quit da cap, keep da p-ssy, i jus wan’ da jaws
get up on yo knees, p-ssy i jus wan’ da head
i dont do no cappin we gon leave his -ss flatdead
glock 9 with a beam, we gon’ aim straight at his head
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we got 4 glocks, 4 macs , stick you like a magnet b-tch
big 40 on me touch da gang and sh-t get tragic b-tch
ar15 make em fly jus like aladian b-tch
i was wit yo b-tch, smokin boofy in da back
i was wit you b-tch, i was pullin out her tracks
yuh

take sum b-tch x4
n-gg- talking down you gon get yo face ripped
glock 9 its gon leave dhatt n-gg- faceless
get blacked like a mf woodtip
gang!
longlivegeemoney man…

- lil duke 17

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