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letra de ​juggin' - ​​luracks

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[intro]
-see how you steppin’, slime! (-14 perc’s right there?)
(plugg!)
what? like, yeah! let’s get it started!
shoot .762’s like james harden
tryna slime, are you r-t-rded?
lost mama racks and got cold hearted
tried to backdoor, got outsmarted
paint gon’ brush you, he a artist
ou, ou, ou, sh-t!
ou, d-mn!
ou-
(luracks)
a team sh-t, n-gga (where you get all them racks, bruh)
uh, uh, uh

[chorus]
(plugg!)
what? like, yeah! let’s get it started!
shoot .762’s like james harden
tryna slime, are you r-t-rded?
lost mama racks and got cold hearted
tried to backdoor, got outsmartеd
paint gon’ brush you, he a artist
ou, ou, ou, sh-t!
ou, d-mn!
ou, d-mn!
in the field, hе got red shirted
arp, i know it hurted!
track hawk jeep and that ho swervin’
on the block, i can’t stop servin’
on his block, i can’t stop lurkin’
twelve get behind, i won’t get nervous
[verse]
223 hit his f-ckin’-
ain’t no more life when i-
(plugg!)
223 hit his f-ckin’ face
ain’t no more life when i up the drake
arp make ’em harlem shake
i’m like jason at camp crystal lake
i’m the grinch, i just like to take!
when i’m off three, boy, i’m not movin’ straight
i’m off three, i start seein’ red
catch that n-gga, i’m leavin’ ’em dead
up the pole, like, “give me the bread!”
i got sticks when i’m sleep in the bed
arp clip long as the dreads
try to come and slime me? you gettin’ mislead
they stackin’ them sh-lls on the side of his head
on bro, on bro, on bro

[bridge]
on bro, on gang, n-gga, it’s a team sh-t, let me see how you steppin’ slime! (got 14 perc’s right there?)

[chorus]
(plugg!)
what? like, yeah! let’s get it started!
shoot .762’s like james harden
tryna slime, are you r-t-rded?
lost mama racks and got cold hearted
tried to backdoor, got outsmarted
paint gon’ brush you, he a artist
ou, ou, ou, sh-t!
ou, d-mn!
ou, d-mn!
in the field, he got red shirted
arp, i know it hurted!
track hawk jeep and that ho swervin’
on the block, i can’t stop servin’
on his block, i can’t stop lurkin’
twelve get behind, i won’t get nervous
[outro]
(i laid the murder game down lettin’ n-ggas know we not f-ckin’ around, man)
(plugg!)
(make my sh-t straight, b-tch ass n-gga…)

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