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letra de nov 28 - louie ray

[intro: louie ray]
(ooh, j-alley, this that one)
ah

[verse 1: louie ray]
the fiends even notice how i’m always progressin’
insurance on the work, fix the problem like progressive
aggressive, we on him right now if it’s tension
not sayin’ sh-t’ll knock the case down to a mis-d

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
stop snitchin’, pour hi-tech on the p-ssy, then i l!ck it
i’m trippin’, i only eat the p-ssy if she different
i’m out of town trappin’, bro, don’t ask for my directions
i’m slippin’, i walked out of the house without my weapon

[verse 3: rmc mike]
i’m trippin’ ’cause i just popped a perc’ and fought two b-tches
bro gifted ’cause he can cook a brick without a kitchen
don’t mention nan’ one of my n-ggas, ’cause they ignant
we sippin’ on some actavis came from a midget

[verse 4: louie ray]
i just drove twenty miles out the district
and i can get a n-gga paid if he with it
[verse 5: rio da yung og]
if i die, just know i’m takin’ eighty n-ggas with me
voila, like magic how unc’ slavin’ in the kitchen
i thought i seen a ghost, he just came back with a biggie

[verse 6: louie ray]
and they thought i was out of town how i came back with a twenty
i know n-ggas out of town who ain’t came back with a twenty
she f-ckin’ me and ri, he probably came back in his feelings
it was early ’06, i was dealin’
police shot my n-gga in the leg, he ain’t feel it

[verse 7: rmc mike]
stabbed my classmate in seventh grade and got suspended
came back to school and got expelled for a plastic pistol

[verse 8: rio da yung og]
run up on your car with two glocks and smash the windows
tryna get some head and roll weed and crashed the rental

[verse 9: rmc mike]
hit him ‘cross his head with a bottle and crack his temple
two of my lil’ hoes on tip, i’m in the middle

[verse 10: louie ray]
how you catch a body in jail? i used a pencil
nasty, f-cked a couple hoes live in the villa
street n-gga, i be servin’ all in river village
they never know it’s me ’cause i got all the windows tinted
[verse 11: rmc mike]
fat n-gga, i like a lot of hot sauce on my chicken
and some honey mustard on the side for me to dip in
got enough food to feed the family, n-gga, dig in
high as h-ll off a pint of thin, couldn’t get my d-ck in

[verse 12: rio da yung og]
we all know you tell on n-ggas, be specific
like do you testify in court or do you just be snitchin’?
the police solvin’ everything, so who do you be k!lling?
caught him whippin’ up a brick and left his noodles in the kitchen
i can’t lie, man, i’m trippin’
i was ’bout to hit the poodle on you b-tches
my shooter on a scooter, he maneuver with a pistol
free tizzy, he was thuggin’ with that ruger with the fifty

[outro]
(ooh, j-alley)

- louie ray

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