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letra de big boy - lil scoom89

[intro]
yeah, yeah, come here (grr)
that’s all we know, n-gga, we bouncin’ out on sh-t, f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, n-gga? don’t run, we chasin’ sh-t
yeah, come here, brrah, all that
n-ggas know how the f-ck we comin’, n-gga, all the way, all of us, n-gga, rrah (yo, realx, f-ck ’em up)

[chorus]
two n-ggas had died for trollin’ (two n-ggas had died)
come through cuts, f-ck ’em up, he ain’t even notice (nah, he ain’t notice)
grab the stick, boy, we rock and rollin’ (come here, come here)
k!ll a rat, snitch-k, he got caught and folded (yeah, he folded)
lil’ b-tch with some ass, she light skin, short and bad, can’t front, lil’ mama the coldеst (lil’ mama the coldest)
i got in my bag, ain’t tryna show out for my brothers and sistеrs, but, sh-t, i’m the oldest (but, sh-t, i’m the oldest)
big boy sh-t (big boy)
we ride in big boy whips (skrrt)
we play with big boy sticks (big boy sticks)
.9s, .40s, and got nicks (come here, come here)
arps, dracs, and got switch (grr)
screamin’ and yellin’ ’cause buddy got hit (ah)
high as f-ck, we in that straight, just stay runnin’ lights, havin’ fun, don’t care ’bout the d-cks (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[verse]
out here ridin’, f-ck rap, b-tch, i’m slidin’, me and drac’, we glidin’ (grr)
stay talkin’ ’bout i’m a rapper, in traffic with clappers, the city know that we get violent (come here, come here)
sent her ass back to the crib, she sayin’ i’m weird, don’t care ’cause she wasn’t on my timin’ (not on my time)
he tried to get him a cut, them k!llers pulled up, at least he had died with a linin’ (died with a linin’)
i was just f-ckin’ with friends and didn’t even know, at least one said we was vibin’
on the e-way with the opps, pull right on the side, out the window while shaq dog was drivin’ (come here, come here)
why the f-ck would i think about opps while i’m out there in cali? was stuck on that bread, just grindin’ (yeah, i’m grindin’)
his mama was screamin’ and cryin’, go tell her to suffer, been told him we catch him, he dyin’
we live in a war zone over east, but, sh-t, we still outside (still outside)
all they do is makin’ songs and diss, them boys don’t never slide (they never slide)
rep and free my guys, they fightin’ demons, the reason i get high (that i get high)
was dissin’ on 7 and came through, don’t record on feet ’cause they shoot dry (grr)
[chorus]
two n-ggas had died for trollin’
come through cuts, f-ck ’em up, he ain’t even notice (grr)
grab the stick, boy, we rock and rollin’
k!ll a rat, snitch-k, he got caught and folded (come here, come here)
lil’ b-tch with some ass, she light skin, short and bad, can’t front, lil’ mama the coldest (lil’ mama the coldest)
i got in my bag, ain’t tryna show out for my brothers and sisters, but, sh-t, i’m the oldest (but, sh-t, i’m the oldest)
big boy sh-t (big boy)
we ride in big boy whips (skrrt)
we play with big boy sticks (big boy sticks)
.9s, .40s, and got nicks (come here, come here)
arps, dracs, and got switch (grr)
screamin’ and yellin’ ’cause buddy got hit (ah)
high as f-ck, we in that straight, just stay runnin’ lights, havin’ fun, don’t care ’bout the d-cks (skrrt)

- lil scoom89

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