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letra de gates of babylon - mxnashe

[intro: muna$he]
hehe
yo pierre you wanna- heh-
yo pierre you wanna come out here
hol’ on, naw i’m tweaking
yeah, uh, what, yeah
what!

[verse 1: muna$he]
these n-ggas you know that they snitch
they wanna be tough on the net but they p-ssy, they don’t even carry no sticks
bro stop capping, you know you ain’t bout it you don’t even carry no muf-cking bl!cks
feel like carti, was shopping for gucci i guess i got lucky and found me some ricks
want some fenty to put on my b-tch
45 rappers and all of them n-ggas is trash, not even catching a bag (catching a bag, what)
n-gga we having a stand-off, he carry a mag, feeling like erron black (yuh, what)
all of my n-ggas is chasing the muf-cking cash, n-gga we hiding the stash (stash)
all of thеm n-ggas they running, we calling them flash, n-gga thеy doin the dash (what)
n-gga we free, we opening up the gates, n-gga that’s not for debate (not for debate)
all of my partners you know that we ride like gorillas, n-gga we ridin’ in bape (riding in bape)
feel like sinon cause i’m poppin’ out with lethal weapons, n-gga i’m talkin hecate (hecate)
all of these n-ggas, they tried to step to me (go), all of them n-ggas decayed (go)
feel like rengoku, i came with a blade (ooh)
none of these n-ggas will stay (what)
i do not fight, i’m not running no fade (aye)
n-gga they comin’ it late
n-gga i’m spazzing, these n-ggas ain’t safe (ain’t safe)
i might just hope in a raf (raf)
b-tches is trippin’, i don’t go on dates (uh huh)
half of these n-ggas will hate (go)
[verse 2: heyk3]
glock with a beam, put a tag on a n-gga
smoking that gas, i be high to the ceiling
pop me a muf-cking addy
bad ass hoe, know she want me
i was broke, yeah a n-gga was bummy
now i got racks and these hoes be on me
drip, maison be on me
run to the racks take a trip to bahama, ah, ah
taking these drugs, i be too d-mn high
f-cking these hoes, they be too d-mn fire
hitting up k3, you know the vibes
ice on my neck, let it shine
racks all on my mind, racks all on my mind
breaking, on all on her spine
i got this ice on my neck and my wrist, oh my god
she love the flow and she lovin’ my vibe
poppin a 30′ and tags, i’m high
i’m too geeked, i’m out my mind
i can’t feel my body, i’m gone
i can’t feel my body, my soul
she wanna cuff, and i just wanna go
taking a shroom and the feeling my body, cause i’m tryna run to the riches
think about money, i’m thinking bout benji’s
call me meek, cause i’m thinking bout millys
pop me a nic, i let it fly with the cannon
i’m too high, yeah a n-gga be jammin’
ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[outro: heyk3]
you wanna go with the squad, you wanna go with the gang
don’t try to test me, cause you can’t reach for this chain
k3 n-gga, forever, you gon’ know my name, heh

- mxnashe

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