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letra de paw patrol - nani (2neat)

[intro]
(woo)
(hah, hah, hah, hah)
(haha)
(nani)

[verse 1]
talkin’ on my name, i swear the same
then maybe they get shot
you would think my opps [?]
that’s the way that they get popped
if you ask politely
i’ma go ahead and spray the block
they gon’ say that they the hardest
ask me, i’m gon’ say they not
i can’t even say you on my wave
‘cause you is on a flood
hear my mac-11 ring out shots
but it was not a thud
firsthand witness of the trenches
‘member that i saw the mud
i don’t got no pencil with me
f-ck it, i’m still drawing blood
i can’t even take a break
f-ck it, i’ma take a soul
nani turn the opps into some crocs
i lеave a lot of holes
opps can nevеr catch me lackin’
f-ck it, i still got a pole
me and all my dogs went down the block
like we is paw patrol
all my dogs gon’ make it out the block
but we already rich
where my trap phone at? i need some bands
i got my [?] a switch
careful with yo words and who you tell
‘cause you might tell a snitch
i think i smell a b-tch
[outro]
h-llo?
i’m calling to ask few questions about a murder in the neighborhood
we received information from a few anonymous witnesses in your area
could you please answer a few questions?
h-llo?

[verse 2]
afends is big, dracos is bigger
bank account number on seventeen figures
came out the [?], now i f-ck with the bloods
if a opp movin’ smarter, then nani move quicker
up the whole block and i stuck that boy brain to the wall
you would think that his brain was a sticker
if i pull up on the opposite block
then they all gettin’ shots, and i’m not talkin’ liquor
i-i-i see my brodie that’s turned to a snitch
whip up my pirates, i feel like a witch
half of my heart is still back in the ghettos
that sh-t never left me the day i turned rich
blood on my shoes turned my kicks to stilettos
i got me two sticks like i play with a switch
[?] said all of my tracks is bad
wish i could say the same thing ‘bout his b-tch
(hahahaha)
(think i got alzheimer’s or sumn)
i can’t remember a time that i’ve missed
play with me dumb and you crossed off a list
audemar, audemar, audemar wrist (audemar)
i don’t buy chains, rock me a stolen one
i got my ten hits, i got me my golden one
i play my opps like some golf, ‘cause if one of them try me
i’m putting a muhf-ckin’ hole in one (woo)
me and homie show the guap, yeah we swap big
oh you said you were my gang? no, we not chill
makin’ bread all on my own, not a chef though
if you make it on your own, you on death row
i still got me twenty bodies that they ain’t found
as a youngin i got sticks, i ain’t play around
if my main brotha die, then we all ‘bouta slide
like we all at a muhf-ckin’ playground

- nani 2neat

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