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letra de no talking - lp rambo

[hook]
i’m flaming a loud pack up, i’m aiming right down, mac tucked
i’m laying right down, all in my head, thinking bout how i got bad luck
n-ggas on go, like they packed up, so call in yo homies for backup
i was with my cousin when they pulled up in that black truck
i treat it like it don’t matter, stayed in the streets, strapped up
mama said be careful she don’t wanna see me wrapped up
if you ain’t tryna snagged up, all i can say is don’t act up
make me send some homies to your hood to f-ck yo -ss up

[verse one]
red dot on a n-gga head like he indian
30 shots, p-ssy n-gga dead act a idiot
count guap, ignoring hoes they like is you serious
all these rocks, all these wet chains like i’m amphibian
careful n-gga, you keep tweaking they gone have to dig you up
dope pack, sh-t is wreaking after n-ggas zipped it up
you gone say i ain’t on sh-t and i would say you tripping but
no one know that i’m toating a 50 that could flip a bus
n-ggas say they gang but what they do when you getting jumped
probably in the f-cking car frozen like some f-cking punk
i hope that you get this line, b-tch i’m balling like a monk
straight gang stain gang my flag hanging like it’s drunk
yea lp is booted f-cking zooted but not acting stupid
only time i’ll lose it if you blew it then yo -ss a druid
and i just concluded n-ggas really think this sh-t a movie
hollow tips looping leave you wounded now you smell polluted

- lp rambo

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