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letra de the race - mike ike

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pressure clean with the pump they gone see me clear

chopper bullets gone stretch you from ear to ear

keep a trick up my sleeve mak’em disappear

push the pedal floor shake like a chandelier

40 knock outcho lights like a f-cking deer

on my block it’s so hot i can’t even chill

keep a glock for a opp if he interfere

got more stripes in these streets than a ref for real

keep a 30 i feel like i’m steph for real

if i shoot all my shooters gone step for rеal

put a price on your head boy i promise

f-ck around and gеt flipped like a omelette

i want smoke, i want beef, i want drama
lotta n-ggas false claiming ain’t solid

i can tell you a fold like a wallet

i was taught k!ll a witness regardless

i ain’t going out sad on a sat-rday

just bought a tec with a d-ck call it m-st-rbate

trigger finger might itch issa happy day

them hollow tip bullets sick you a mile away

they don’t know i’m cut throat to the bone

smith & wesson two tone with the chrome

boy this drake just might sing you a song

n-ggas b-tches we can’t get along

no monopoly we taking property

boy i stay on the go ain’t no stopping me
betcha favorite rapper ain’t as hot as me

we tote 223’s fa that kind of heat

only hang with feens in my family tree

she just for the team ain’t a fan of me

b-tches wick they creep just like a centipede

know it’s r.i.p. like to the death of me

think outside the box before you step to me

if you f-ck with me please just do it carefully

i don’t trust a soul please don’t mess with me

got it on my own this that recipe

one foot in the street one in the industry

watch me do the dash no delivery

boy i’m on yo ass like a wildebeest
i can give a f-ck if they ain’t feeling me

change the pace i’m bout to run the race

my foot up on the gas it never take a break

karma is a b-tch don’t make me catch a case

know n-ggas like me grimy shoot you in your face

buss’em in the street football without the cleats

we coming 30 deep i’m starving need to eat

dog i’m off the leash regardless i’m a beast

they targets in the street i put’em straight to sleep!

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