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letra de shotgun - l'orange & namir blade

sh-t don’t get wicked less i decide to, pull a mcree turn your 6:00 into high noon. a lot of n-ggas hide they hand, i go devise a plan. my networth more than my network, i been dividing land. sick of keeping this weight up on me, i’m eating out. a lot of n-ggas got messages what you rap about? i seen the scenes in the movies you n-ggas acting out. no passing my passion, rap till i’m passing out. i dropped my jewels on my city n-ggas was dropping dimes. never been pressed bout no pressure, my presence stopping time. i need a dollar for all the rappers i should have k!lled. if i could count it all day, it’s probably worth a mill. shot gun, hold it down, where wе at? hold it now?

it’s simple baby, i ain’t tryna run a muck in your temple baby. i just want to start a flamе in your heart no kindle baby. i’m talking boom box outside your window baby

i had a dream i had the world in my palm
yamamoto on my back with something nice on the arm
i just bought a model 3 and put them thangs on that b-tch, it’s funny how the options seem to change when you rich. it’s funny how the toxins do your brain when you lit, i had to slide on a dime, i had to die in a ditch. came back a wrinkle in time, i put a crease in my forces, i had my nose to the grind. but hollywood brought divorces, i used to wonder would i get my mojo? or would i watch my world get bizarre like jojo. life drags on, my last tour was a sh-t show. the fans ain’t even handclap at the tempo

- lorange namir blade

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