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letra de heads or tails - mari red

[intro: mari red]
yeah, yeah
(really, j? you did it again) g7

[verse 1: mari red]
all these f-ckin’ chains like a slave ship (yeah)
it’s still f-ck a opp and his mama with a aged d-ck (aight)
drop a scat and a cpn when the tray hit (grrah, grrah)
double back on his main b-tch if the brain lit
twenty thousand, all hundreds, i ain’t got no change, b-tch (nah)
put the same twenty on his head, they gon’ flame sh-t (flame)
pull up with the work right on time like i changed shift (yeah)
switchy on the back of everything so i can’t miss
how the b-tch be thick with all that ass, but can’t take d-ck?
hate goin’ on drills with no mask, i’ma leave somethin’ (for real)
shh, hold on, i think my fed caught me
try to slide, draco slow him down like a speed bump (aight)
n-gga asked me do i got my strap, put the beam on (for real)
that’s like askin’ n-ggas that’s in jail if they need somethin’
was a l!ck, thought he had a sale, i put tweez on him
phew, let me breathe on it
b-tch bad, but she bald head, threw some weave on her (aight)
rich n-gga, i ain’t rich boy, threw some d on her
then i made her drive to the o with a ki on us
i’m a dog, but a p-ssy better not throw a flee on me (ah)
i’m a dog, chase a n-gga down if i see somethin’ (yeah)
i’m a dog movin’ with aggression, i got t–th showin’ (yeah)
they want smoke, it ain’t sh-t that i can’t handle
crunch time, i won’t fold, b-tch, i can’t panic
pistol-whip a n-gga with the k handle (aight)
way before i ever had the drac’, had the [?][1:12] (yeah)
slid on the opps with a revolver, it ain’t jam (yeah)
big .44’ll blow a p-ssy n-gga like eight candles (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: fwc big key]
f-ck these n-ggas, what these n-ggas had for key? (f-ck n-ggas)
mari a g7, but g a 17 (i got a glock)
can’t talk pape’, they think i’m speakin’ j-panese
i sent the ‘gram, bro can hit her after me (go on ‘head)
boy, i can’t hit her raw, but i smack down b-tches
clutchin’ on my baby drac’, i’m in yak town with it
if you wanna die today, then just act out, n-gga
i can never get a job ’cause my background vicious
i’m with mari red sippin’ red with the k!llers (what’s up, mari red?)
the chopper got a stand, it’s a leg in the pistol
enough with all that playin’, call my mans, he’ll get you (shh)
just burned another whip, we hit heads in a rental
high as h-ll in the redeye, lucky i caught the wheel (i’m high)
scoop my pontiac b-tch, take her to auburn hills (great lakes)
i got pape’, it ain’t enough, bro, i want all the ms (i want all the ms)
i’m a shark, they think we dolphins, i want all the fins (b-tch)

[outro: fwc big key]
cashgang sh-t, 24
f-ck goin’ on

- mari red

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