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letra de osamak (lyrics) - kyle richh

[verse 1: tata]
(like grah) two deep it’s just me and my bl!ck
she say i’m a john like wick
lil n-gga go pick up a gun n-gga notti got poked and dd got lit
grah, who the f-ck is this kid
on bro these n-ggas got me fed
when that dummy got hit in his chest
bro tried to run and now he out of breath
n-ggas like give me the loot no llama
cause these b-tches worried bout’ the commas
slide through in a all black tech and my knocka gon’ show em who really osama
throw up the w how can i lose
and these n-ggas ain’t tough they not goons
deuce deuce the knocka in my shoes
how you gon’ [?]

[verse 2: kenzo balla]
it’s that n-gga who ready to blitz
kenzo b gbg making it lit
spin through the lamb and then spin through the mitch like
i’m tryna up it on a [?]
why the f-ck n-ggas keep dissing the 5th
[?] like a dog no vic
headshot him watch his body flip
like lotti and notti both up in my spliff
and it’s still 41 on my watch
so you know every o getting shot
rayy keep cl!cking up it on they block like
shot after shot tryna knock off his top like
n-gga notti got poked and he dropped
thats for dissing the 5th and the flocks
keep on cl!cking don’t stop like keep on spinning no [?]
lemme know what the f-ck you gon’ do
you is gon’ duck when i run into you
hop out 2 3 shots go ku
smoking on yellow mix it with the lou
i’mma dump, don’t move
that boy tried to run he got shot out his shoes
new opp pack, sh-t shoot
don’t lack, don’t snooze like
[verse 3: rayy balla]
yo kenzo spliff that n-gga
hang out the window and rip that n-gga
back out the knocks we gon’ rip that n-gga
you better run and not trip lil n-gga
i’m on the five with my sticks lil n-gga
how many n-ggas got hit lil n-gga
i was smoking on caine but i’d rather smoke notti cause that was a b-tch lil n-gga
back out the sitch i won’t miss when i spin through they strip
i’mma just up it and blitz
n-ggas be talking but never on sh-t
too many resting in p-ss
run down gang get upped with the [?]
like rah n-gga got left in the whip

[verse 4: kyle richh]
beef ain’t dead till’ he dead in my spliff
like d-mn up that (notti)
like in the party, they know my body
like i’m on hots don’t get me [?]
in the spot with a couple of makks
itching for n-ggas to put in a pack
like i got money they think i’m the man
kr the g i’m the heart of this sh-t
what, who really started this sh-t
like ek got shot by a b-tch
try to move wock you get shot in your sh-t
d-mn, light up the strip no [?]
all these p-ssy n-ggas on my d-ck
too many ops at the top of my list
li- like d-mn, notti did bad went out on a [?]
ayo rayy, sh-t got a kick
sh-t get sticky if i can’t get to kenzo
it need to stay by my side like a pet
b-tch i’m on feet and i’m looking for wreck
like we outside like 4s to the 5s
blitz to the front bro blitz to the side
he think he tough but he ran out of [?]
bi- big guns we gon oot at the function
n-notti bopping, do it like this
like get lit put your hands on your hips

- lyrics kyle richh

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