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letra de demon twins - mray ebk

[intro: mray ebk, mykal rose & mfrmdao]
time keep moving, i gotta make my way to the top (grrah, grrah-grrah)
never know when time gonna stop
life over death, mi haffi hustle hard fi double my cash
waterhouse mi born and grow
haffi talk this fi make the whole world know
whole heap of joy and love mi haffi show
them respect me from mi eye deh a mi toe
yo, every opp shot, i’m smokin’ on jayrip, suck my d-ck
ayy, free the opps so we can boom ’em, y’all know my bop
yo, i’m fried, smokin’ rippy, smokin’ lotti
smokin’ that dumb n-gga rah, smokin’ dummy, ha
and we smokin’ dougie leg, don’t think we forgot, haha

[verse 1: mray ebk, all]
okay, let’s get to the facts
how yus not dead? hе got shot in his ass
got shot in the chest and back and he still wanna rap
my n-ggas dont lack
our n-ggas was blastin sh-t
if i catch lil dthang i’m blastin’ it
givе a f-ck bout a petey i’m catchin’ it
if i catch lil kenzo its gettin lit
i’on care if he makk or he crip, he gettin’ beat with the grip
if i catch lil dougie i’m makin’ sh-t lit, like
didn’t forget bout that time you got cl!cked
the scene got nasty, bunch of blood on ya sh-t
n-ggas still wanna rap and they ain’t catch a hit like im tired of the sh-t ima dump out the whip like
[verse 2: sugarhill rdot]
okay, we dumpin out whips we scream 13 cuz he got hit i ain’t forget bout m8 if i catch that lil n-gga he grazed, like, how you gon say my n-ggas fake? like that sh-t not wavy. dumpin out whips, yeah, i shoot like mcgrady i catch little baby im upping my dracy
late nights uppin, tryna catch a hit
totin on beckiana thats my grip, like
b-tch im the makk wit a whole lotta crips
i spotted little c blu, had him running rick, like

[verse 3: mray ebk, sugarhill rdot & all]
like, okay, what we doin?
we slide mray, we makin movies
f-ck lil soah if i catch him im shooting if i catch sdotty im making sh-t dark
like, grrah, we makin sh-t dark
i ain’t forget bout that boy that got shot in the park (dumbo!)
grrah, grrah, ok im back on that sh-t
still blastin the sh-t, still dumpin out whips, like
smokin’ on dummy this sh-t got me deady
if i catch kay flock then he better be ready
dont give a f-ck bout a drive by, im steady, im ootin and catchin them hits like mcgrady, grrahhhhhh

[outro: mray ebk & sugarhill ddot]
rest in peace my heart notti
boomin for dot
yall know what the f-ck is going on b-tch n-ggas
yall already know my bop, demon twins n-gga
grrah, grrah-grrah we smoking dummyyyyyyyyyyy
haha them n-ggas is pressed
let me talk my sh-t, my heart
f-ck rocky, f-ck sdotty, f-ck soah, f-ck peeman, f-ck jwfloxks, f-ck siahh, go catch a hit, b-tch n-ggas
grrrrrrahhh!

- mray ebk

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