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letra de for grandson - lil trail

[chorus]
them n-ggas ain’t like us, they got their chain tucked
they rather die playing my n-ggas and get that fame up
these my n-ggas, when we catch you, you get flamed up
and the police know we hot, they can’t tame us

[verse]
he got caught on the corner, he miss his homies, he gon’ join ’em
to my n-ggas i’m important, you play crazy and they scoring
my shorty leave a n-gga snooing, he pop out and he blowing
they want me to say n-ggas names but ain’t gon’ say
we just gon’ book the flights and leave a n-gga dead
ain’t no covering up the shots all in his head
he think he like that, he gon’ eat that sh-t he said
you know it’s f-ck the opps, i said what i said
i told smurk, “you say he dead, then he dead”
these n-ggas rats, they might f-ck around and be feds
he think he low but we gon’ find out where he at
that’s how that choppa spit, hit ’em up
hit ’em up, ain’t tryna box or sh-t
n-gga, this sh-t for von
i got a beam on this b-tch, let that n-gga run
you want that n-gga on the streets? we gon’ pay his bond
i’ll be right outside the county like that’s my son
give a f-ck if we get caught, this sh-t for grandson
f-ck the police, they can’t get [?], let’s get it, uh
acting like with them n-ggas, you gon’ get it too
all that sneak dissing and sh-t, we gon’ get at you
i pull this gun at you, n-gga, i’m gon’ finish you
and when we pull up [?], they can get it yoo
[chorus]
them n-ggas ain’t like us, they got their chain tucked
they rather die playing my n-ggas and get that fame up
these my n-ggas, when we catch you, you get flamed up
and the police know we hot, they can’t tame us

[outro]
long live v.roy, n-gga
f-ck them n-ggas
know how the f-ck we coming
v.roy

- lil trail

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