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letra de master (freestyle) - lil rey

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tell em stop talking front cha move

dese n-ggas gone talk but its coo

dem bullets gone eat up his face like a spoon

smallest but da hardest inna mf room

dis is real life not on zoom

but b-tch you’ll zoom into ya tomb
lil n-gga get swept like a broom

you trippin, you geekin, tweakin off da shroom

keep talking so tuff, we’ll put it 2 use

b-tch lil rey will neva call a mf truce

i be kiccin n-ggas ass, not da tran but call me bruce

n-ggas speaking oh so reccless & i’m knoccin out his toof

hittas gone make eem go poof

i wanna see what he gone do

yk it’s ova when i hop inna boof

n-ggas movin weird, i’m tapped in w/ sum troops

won’t hesitate to pull up & let sum sht loose

put you on yo bacc likе a fuccin masseus

you n-ggas more p-ssy den garfiеld 2
watch ya bro nem, we gone scar him too

blacc fit, white mask, like it’s scarface 2

i’ll pop out broad day, left em tar faced, tomb

can’t fw da king, b-tch i’m like a terrorist, can we all say boom ?

n-ggas be mad when i step inna room

i come thru the bacc, i’m gone step wit sum goons

they thinking i’m p-ssy, i let em assume

keep runnin yo mouf, you’ll be gone quicc & soon

(haa)

b-tch yk how lil rey coming

not wit a band, but dey quicc to start drummin

n-ggas be fans, i pull up dey be runnin

dis sh-t not for play, b-tch you thought sh-t was funny ?
he kno det his nose, we’ll be leavin it runny

get caught wit no bliccy, it’s sticcy like honey

dese n-ggas stay talkin, b-tch getchu some money

yea b-tch getchu some money

you n-ggas movin like a dummy

b-tch dis choppa gone hit in his tummy

ski mask while da weather is sunny

leave a n-gga hoppin like a mf bunny

b-tch i am bacc on da tracc, watch dese n-ggas get wacced

you watch me all day, i’m maintaining a stacc

i’m onna next mission headed to sum raccs

i’m up & i’m movin while n-ggas sit bacc

b-tch i am da master

a master trapper not a rapper

anything i put out issa mf slapper

b-tch i be preaching like a mf pastor

you seen him before we gone show you da after

don’t wanna be famous or known ion do det

leave it alone, b-tch you see where da crew at

i’m dressed like his eye .. cause it’s gone be blue-blacc

don’t walk up on me, you gone getcho sh-t blew bacc

(ayy)

(wsp)

but chu n-ggas knew det

only step where you grew at

talm bout “bands”, b-tch i already threw det

(ayy)

i’ll have dem n-ggas go & dump sh-t

dem n-ggas is poppin da trunk b-tch

run up on me & i’m leavin you slumped b-tch

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