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letra de ##last ##song - marrgielaa

[intro]
uh, what, b-tch
what, go, f-ck it

[verse]
n-gga my gang on go
i’m on the perc, and i’m moving slow
i’m in the trap n-gga, with your hoe
i get so high, smoking on your bro
he talk down, turn him to a ghost
cut off these hoes, cause they do the most
i got the spear on me, like a poach
n-ggas be buggin’ me, like a roach
n-ggas be buggin’ me. like a beetle
b-tch im a fly n-gga, like an eagle
n-ggas be e-dating on omegle
stick in my hand, and this sh-t illegal
f-ckin’ that b-tch, n-gga, she ain’t legal
weird ass n-gga, man that boy a pedo
n-ggas be pedophile, edp
we put your dead brother on tv
i pull your gang n-gga, (?)
man i swear n0body bеtter than me
glock on my side, lеave that boy deceased
come with a band, if you want a feat
i’m with the gang, and we smoking tree
boy i ain’t dead, how you smoking me?
b-tch im alive, your brother deceased
ball so hard, i could be in the league
you wanna fight?, n-gga come meet
she wanna talk, i wanna beat
i made a mill n-gga, like i’m meek
pull up. n-ggas hiding like a seek
i’m on your block n-gga, with the heat
you wanna greet, b-tch im in the streets
stick on me and it got a beam
i sip lean, n-ggas sippin’ green
and i got opps speaking to police
they let my brother (?) out the cell
gun on my side n-gga, f-ck h-ll
dont play the game, cause these n-ggas sell
i feel like yeat n-gga wheres the- nah, nah, that sh-t ain’t (?)
aight, f-ck it
i feel like yeat, i dont really (?)
i’m in the trap, and i put in work
i pop pill, yeah i pop a perc’
where’s your brother at? on a shirt, n-gga
where he at? in the dirt, n-gga
foreign car, it go skrrt, n-gga
took your b-tch, now he hurt, n-gga
your brother got murked, n-gga
where his body at, search, n-gga
young n-gga, im just tryna get richer

- marrgielaa

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