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letra de +laflin twinz - lp rambo

[intro]
that what pretty impressive, what hood are you from?
(i am from l block, all the way in the south part of the village)
l block? d-mn it, this could be bad

what’s so bad about l block?

all you need to know is that we’re f-cked

[verse one: squeezo]
tell that b-tch to clock in, tell that b-tch to f-ck off
all my n-ggas popping, huh, they be finna pop off
stop with all that yapping, huh, put that b-tch in time out
put that b-tch up in her mouth, when she pull up eat her out
uhhhh, b-tch i get my bag out
and i get my bag out, and she got that head yeah
uhhh
come and get a bag, yea, and we popping tags, yea
and we popping tags yea, come and get a bag, yea
arps and 2-2-3s, knock a n-gga head off
bad lil’ b-tch gone f-ck on me, tell that hoe i spеd off
tell that hoe i sped off
got that 2-2-3, shе wan’ carry me
she wan’ f-ck with me, he wan’ f-ckery
pull up in the spot, pull up in the heat
she wan’ give me top, tell her hop with me
lil b-tch, i got a motherf-cking switch, pull up and your ass get hit
arp, f-ck that choppa i got that arp
bring the pistols, packing, bring the heat
[verse two: lp rambo]
tell that hoe to clock out, mr.getabopout
my bae got that mop head, that sh-t make me drop out
shawty got that smart brain i know you didn’t drop out
tell that hoe i’m leaning, huh, catch me at the wok house
huh, ask the ravers, make your sh-t a hit just send veli that feat, naw no fetish
that’s one of them things i ain’t think when i said it
lurk my page you petty, you don’t even follow me n-gga you petty
feel like spongebob i be ready
all my ice on i’m a yeti
b-tch it’s six five nights of freddy
freddy kruger sixaveli
yes, i been eating i’m gaining a belly, so when you see me you ain’t gotta tell me
bro i ain’t buying, you better not sell me
b-tch, what shoota said, it’s veli
b-tch, what shoota said, it’s veli
hold on
man i ain’t worried bout 2 or 3, b-tch i’m on top it’s a new me
i told 2wo get out the streets, then i joined him in these streets
i hit merc’ he ain’t pick up he say he cooking up a beat
i told gang it’s just us so we ain’t kicking up our feet

- lp rambo

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