letra de fuck em - marlo
[verse 1: marlo]
f-ck the other side, i’m riding with my n-ggas
they say they shooting for you, but them n-ggas ain’t no k!llers
and if i pull the stick, gon see who riding with you
and i got some real westside [?] rockin [?]
type of n-ggas [?]
i was on the block with [?]
hit the spot and i’m going crazy
k!ller on the way, imma give him 80
got 4 [?] i’m thinking bout taking
[?]
[?]
mdc [?]
[chorus: marlo & moneybagg yo]
shoot a hundred out that stick, lil n-gga [?]
n-ggas say they got work, n-gga we take them bricks
n-gga, we gon stand up on that westside sh-t
og with real robbers before they got them bricks
never been no talk, cause we gon shoot, yeah
all them [?] round my neck, they think i hoop, yeah
speak on something you saw, no, we don’t do that
switch up on the gang, i can’t do that
[verse 2: blac youngsta]
eastside sh-t [?]
[?]
i’m on that big box sh-t, [?]
i’m on that real dope boy, how dope are my reeboks sh-t
mob your hoe, dodge the blow
i got some k!llers that’ll rob the store
i’m with the sh-t, my prices high
you gonna pay [?]
i went to jail, [?]
you gotta know cause i got the [?]
i went to h-ll, she stuck around
[?]
[?]
[?]
i’m with the jack n-ggas, i’m with the trap n-ggas
i don’t entertain them, i don’t f-ck with rap n-ggas
i’m with the [?] don’t throw it back n-ggas
she was so pationt, so i got back with her
asked me for a perse, but i told her “no”
i ain’t trickin b-tch, should’ve got a [?]
[verse 3: moneybagg yo]
i say what i feel, [?]
why would you [?] turn into somoething
they want my position, i’m no one to play
on [?] my career in a way
don’t open the door, b-tch i told you it was dope in there
hands in the clouds, you can’t put your coat in there
use a whip, but don’t eat with that silverwear
came up from nothing, my hood made a millionaire
on the boat with my jewelry, water on water
i used to trap out of old empalas
f-ck on her, she call me daddy, her father
here for today, i don’t know her tomorrow
i’m the big speaker [?]
[?]
line them back up if you going [?]
big bag, i’m a rich n-gga, don’t bargan
[chorus: marlo & moneybagg yo]
shoot a hundred out that stick, lil n-gga [?]
n-ggas say they got work, n-gga we take them bricks
n-gga, we gon stand up on that westside sh-t
og with real robbers before they got them bricks
never been no talk, cause we gon shoot, yeah
all them [?] round my neck, they think i hoop, yeah
speak on something you saw, no, we don’t do that
switch up on the gang, i can’t do that
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