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letra de top 10 - mbk boogz

[verse 1: mbk boogz]
bro called with the plug, told him lock me in
bro had to do the dash on ’em, tried to box ’em in
might be floatin’ through the city with a freak, she got some sloppy head
she’ll go jugg a ham for me ’cause she ’bout the bread
when you grindin’ in the city, yeah, it’s all about a risk
everybody want a trophy, tryna ice out they wrist
i heard he dropped a chain, he done iced out his kit
you always fumble with the bag, you don’t know how to make a flip

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
n-gga, where i’m from, it’s survival of the fittest
keep your mouth closed and you allowed to keep on living
ridin’ five-percent tint, mask on with the villians
i’m just tryna get rich and still dodge the system
i know n-ggas wearin’ masks way before the virus
d says turn the traction off, n-gga, f-ck some tires
in the d doin’ donuts ’round the boys, n-gga, f-ck the tigers
i’ll never get a nine-to-five, n-gga, f-ck a fryer
[verse 3: mbk boogz]
f-ck a nine-to-five, n-gga, i’ma stay juggin’
i hit the gas in the scat, i heard the state pushin’
the white boy said the state was tryna sneak up
i did a burnout on the boys, told them n-ggas eat the dust
i got a b-tch in the whip, she say, “oh, you litty”
she said her p-ssy wet, she said, “what you gon’ do with me?”
hit her with the bop, now she screamin’ out boohdiddy
she said her n-gga keep callin’ might have to shoot sixty

[verse 4: babyfxce e]
how the f-ck you say you loyal and your friends not?
you are who you hang around, stop cappin’, you a d-mn thot
this glock a headhunter, it’ll knock you out your d-mn socks
standard 20, nice size, it came in a tan box
f-ck some jewelry, first check, i’m buyin’ me some property
mask on, park outside his place like monopoly
stay solid, i’ma show you love if you rock with me
yeah, you got weight, but that sh-t ain’t good quality

[verse 5: mbk boogz]
and if you stay solid, n-gga, i show all the love
and if you grow that sh-t right, i want all the plugs
you don’t hustle for the bag, you just ball in the club
my b-tch took a trip with me, now she got her own dub
told my b-tch we goin’ mia ’cause we alone on the road
taught my b-tch to hit the clerks, now she can hit her own stores
[verse 6: babyfxce e]
yeah, now she independent
that’s how you gotta be when you start your own business
i started from the seed, then i turned into a living
don’t get hit by the fan tryna stack it to the ceiling
i know this might sound crazy
i wanna blow off rap, but i don’t wanna be there with baby
soon as you get a little name, they gon’ make you sign a waiver
you can offer all the money, but my soul, you can’t take it

[interlude: mbk boogz]
i’ll never—
i’ll never sell—
okay

[verse 7: mbk boogz]
i’ll never sell my soul for no f-ckin’ pape’
you’ll never make no money, n-gga, all you do is hate
oh, you wanna make some money? n-gga, let me demonstrate
if you listen to a n-gga, you can have your own dinner plate
why you always on the road? b-tch, ’cause i stay busy
i bought a dog ass, drive her to another state with me
if we bust a state down, then you know they finna stay with me
if i pop out in the city, then you know i got a klay with me
f-ck
i say f-ck ’cause i ain’t know what to say
i popped out with the drip, f-ck a bad b-tch today
i ran it up all week, man, i’m finna flood the safe
you a dumb-ass n-gga, tryna— f-ck, i couldn’t get that sh-t
boohbopdiddy

- mbk boogz

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