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letra de death squad - mobile pro

[verse 1]
this is just a product of my procrastination
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout you, i’m tryna make it, i’m
jaded, hold up so much weight, i cannot take it
drop it then i tear the ho, d-mn, rub the f-ckin’ pieces
i’m the young stunter, but age doesn’t matter, right?
when i’m walkin’ through the streets, ain’t a f-ckboy left in sight
told the b-tch “hop right off of my d-ck” ’cause it’s lines after lines
but i ain’t talkin’ no splits, it’s spliffs out the gutter
but does that really matter? everyone just out here flexin’ like they felons, it ain’t important
i’m just sitting by the trees, hit instead of thinkin’ deep
wakin’ up to something better, b-tch, i’m really f-ckin’ fed up
serious question though, do you ever think ’bout dying?
is you serious or just trying? ’cause you better off not lying
i’ma come through, whole crew, we don’t got no curfew
guns in hands, drugs and bands, we gon’ f-ckin hurt you
land of the fallen, it’s haven of the lost
we don’t care about the damage, all we care for is the cause

[chorus]
it’s the death squad comin’ up, all them people know what’s up
all my mates be breakin’ bells, all them people know it’s us

[verse 2]
money be fallin’ like it grows on trees, wanna go nuts, b-tch, suck on these
they all wanna floss, but they got no cheese
don’t even wanna flex but it’s all she need
she just wanna f-ck, she don’t wanna leave
told that b-tch “mane, just let me breathe”
got these hoes a strike, mane, you in the game, and they on your d-ck like it ain’t a thing, mane
ain’t a thing but a chicken wing, hoes on my d-ck like i’m mr. chain
i ain’t playin’, b-tch, keep yo’ lane, ‘fore i come through with that upper fade
it’s mobile pro and you know it ho, creepin’ through the night
on that four-double-oh
when the po-po runnin’ thru the ops, keep it, mane, no time to fuss

- mobile pro

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