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letra de dope - lilcj kasino

[hook: lilcj kasino & boogotti kasino]
kasino gone f-ck up the streets with that dope
they slept on us now bet we got n-ggas woke
ain’t worried bout these n-ggas drop beef cause they broke
ain’t have no handout n-gga crack was my hope
couldn’t trap out your trap n-gga trapped out the store
my partna got clapped so i kept that glock close
cappin these rappers ain’t never went broke
took off lil boy you will never get close
we come from pushing that pack out the store
my migo got the good dope for the low
i know some n-ggas got rich off of stores
i know some n-ggas got rich off the o’s
and i know some young n-ggas staining your clothes
break in your trap and they taking your bowls
rock out with that thooka rock out with that choppa my youngins was stiff and they never would fold

[verse 1: lilcj kasino]
we got them packs so the black in the freezer
up with that glock p-ssy boy nice to meet ya
strapped up in the bando i’m whippin up ether
and you cuffin scando she f-ck for some reefer
i just f-ck her and bust on her t–th and then leave her
you trust her and love her and act like you need her
try that b-tch out when i beat her
whole gang got more spots than a cheetah
i’m in the trap like i’m peter, i get that pack and delete it
boo threw a play i receive it, i know these n-ggas be scheming
they know i stay with my demons, sipping on dope i be feinding
caught myself on the road dreaming, we got good dope if you need it
call double k he gone bring it, pull out that drank and start singing
gang shoot sh-t for no reason
i’m in the trap whipping [?]
you n-ggas smoking your pack so your money ain’t even
my young n-ggas hungry they dummy they bleeding
you say you want beef then that choppa gone feed ya
i run with gorillas we from the six
call my young n-ggas and tell em pull up with them sticks
called up pay n-gga would you look at this stop 6 they’ll tell you leave a n-gga in a ditch

[verse 2: boogotti kasino]
they know i used to be right in that kitchen
watchin my big homie then water whip it
ran out of patients i’m sellin them nickels and dimes, i went and found me a victim
uppin the strap like i need every penny
i’m by myself don’t need no codefendant
b-tch i’m a jacker, a trapper, whatever you call me, i’m not gone be in my feelings
i put that black in the pink house ooh
need me a rack just to pop out ooh
jackin and trappin then lay out ooh
choppas come out its a shootout boom
these n-ggas know how we ballin put work in the closet
my diamonds wet as a facuet
get rid of the pack like i lost it i’m running no jogging
get to the money no stalling, kasino!

- lilcj kasino

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