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letra de hail mary - lp rambo

[hook]
i thought that hoe was a keeper she ain’t no keeper
make this sh-t go up in black smoke i dont see em, no i dont see em
i always say if n-ggas dont tighten up ima leave em, bet ima leave em
yeah ima leave em, n-ggas dont get the sh-t till you mistreat ’em
they say they grinding but i dont believe em
now im just speaking
now that i peep it, you n-ggas slimed up yall be creeping
and these people think they up swear i’ll leave em
no i dont need еm, i’ll go and hoop f-ck around wit ms.ida
we sending bullets pray for thе receiver
[bridge]
now you better pray for the n-gga
ha, it’s gone be a real blood red day for the n-gga
believe that
and i dont got no d-mn words to say to a n-gga
believe that sh-t, yea, yea yea, gang, ayee

[verse one]
im home i just smoked a wood with bro and n-ggas keep texting my phone
n-ggas can’t leave me alone for sh-t and most of these n-ggas unknown
b-tch im a mafia boss in this sh-t i know all about al capone
n-gga be tryna postpone his day but i need his soul as my own
yeah, now give me your soul
i know you regret that sh-t that you wrote
i got a nic i’ll give you some smoke but dont throw a fit when your b-tch change her role
i gotta switch to go from a glock to a m27 but i dont condone
riding with 60 years of jail time in the back of the whip with a hoe
better be frontline when i come through n-gga this ain’t no industry joke
and i know sometimes im too comfortable cause i know that these n-ggas some hoes
i dont need punchlines in these songs b-tch, cause these n-ggas still sit at my throne
i dont do sunshine im a dark n-gga if you come around here you get poked

[verse two]
i got that switch so if i caught man this ain’t no regular gun case
we was starving but some ate, now i pull up with a whole roll on they lunch break
no console this gunplay, we be modeling bodies turn the block to a run way
want beef then it’s ending one way, i dont got no hoes i got one bae
we go by code names, if the cops ask me i dont tell them the code name
he was big dog till my bros came, like a hurricane brought that slow rain
lil n-gga i dont play in no games, we banded up like soul train
i saw my dawg do cocaine, he ask i tell him no mane

[hook]
i thought that hoe was a keeper she ain’t no keeper
make this sh-t go up in black smoke i dont see em, no i dont see em
i always say if n-ggas dont tighten up ima leave em, bet ima leave em
yeah ima leave em, n-ggas dont get the sh-t till you mistreat ’em
they say they grinding but i dont believe em
now im just speaking
now that i peep it, you n-ggas slimed up yall be creeping
and these people think they up swear i’ll leave em
no i dont need em, i’ll go and hoop f-ck around wit ms.ida
we sending bullets pray for the receiver

- lp rambo

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