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letra de make em drop - naevy

got like 40 on the ground, yeah that f-ck up on my wrist
i done seen a n-gga down, now we run up on this sh-t
i ain’t never ever frown, when they was destined to win
i was winning, never loosing, wonder why they never in
32 gon make em spin, make em drop, make em dip
i was never in the mood to go drop out his b-tch
my bullets go please make em hit, cause i am tired of this sh-t
they just want me for the clout, they were all up on my d-ck

i am sorry but i’m on it, there’s no time that i done spared
thirteen too, gotta lose? there’s nothing that’s really there
his bullets go ain’t no precision. crying out that there’s no air
how about come into my lair, make some noise and i’ll bring terror
i was starting with this mayor, now they all up on my block (b-tch knock)
got like 20 hunid-k worth of the glock
i’m sorry but i got decisions, while your ass back to the rocks
sorry that i’ve never popped, making noise out to the thots

i’m making noise now just be proud of it
used to be your son but now you doubting it
i’m sorry but it’s lost when you was out of it
i’m tired of playing games when this sh-t hurts i hope you proud of it
and where i’m from i make my brother spit
we making noise down from the bottom bit
let’s top before we lost it all
i ain’t done stupid n-gga, let’s go f-cking play the brawl
if i ever catch a milli, i’m gon spend it on my bro, and my ma
and them all, let’s go f-ck up on the stores
got like 40 on the ground, yeah that f-ck up on my wrist
i done seen a n-gga down, now we run up on this sh-t
i ain’t never ever frown, when they was destined to win
i was winning, never loosing, wonder why they never in
32 gon’ make em spin, make em drop, make em dip
i was never in the mood, to go drop out his b-tch
my bullets go, please make em hit, cause i am tired of this sh-t
they just want me for the clout, they were all up on my d-ck

yeah i know i do miss him, time go by, time go quick
yeah i held him really tight, told him this “never quit” (did he quit tho)
maybe, but i know that he still lives
i’ll tell you how much do i want him to be here
he told me be what you want, now i’m coming to the top
make some sp-ce for your thirteen number one star
remember playing knock knock, remember times when we sparred
ain’t got nothing else, we were so young i must forgot

got like 40 on the ground, yeah that f-ck up on my wrist
i done seen a n-gga down, now we run up on this sh-t
i ain’t never ever frown, when they was destined to win
i was winning, never loosing, wonder why they never in
32 gon’ make em spin, make em drop, make em dip
i was never in the mood, to go drop out his b-tch
my bullets go, please make em hit, cause i am tired of this sh-t
they just want me for the clout, they were all up on my d-ck

- naevy

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