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letra de blam - nardfromda8

[intro: getrichzay]
(ayy, spin it back, tay)
(f-ck ’em up, rice)
yup
six sh-t, get your motherf-ckin’ b-tch hit (gang)
know what the f-ck goin’ on (gang, tay global)
zay back in that

[chorus: getrichzay]
yup, uh, free my n-ggas in that slam
ayy, catch me a opp, his ass get blammed
ayy, put my mask on top my face, i don’t give two f-cks, i do it on cam’
ayy, brand-new glock, man, this b-tch won’t jam
ayy, brand-new glock on the back of the lamb’
ayy, i’m in atlanta right now with them k!llers, them n-ggas the realest that don’t give a d-mn
ayy, b-tch already f-cked one of my n-ggas, she still suck d-ck ’cause she don’t give a d-mn

[verse 1: getrichzay]
ayy, he get slimed, n-gga ain’t my fam (come on)
get hit with that iron, get hit with that ham
ayy, still on the streets, b-tch, i’m goin’ h.a.m. (ayy)
still beatin’ blocks on the back of the van (let’s go)
ayy, catch me a opp, he gon’ die whеre he stayin’ (aight)
ayy, shooters on standby soon as i land (what еlse?)
yup, yup, n-gga gang, gang, ayy, gang (he bang)
you ain’t gang, can’t hang (uh-huh)
n-gga got hit with that flame, was speakin’ on gang (baow)
caught one to the brain (baow), ayy (baow)
i done made so much racks, f-cked so much hoes, but i still won’t change (still won’t change)
ayy, he done caught so many hats, but he turnt to a rat, n-gga lost his stain (aight, come on)
[chorus: getrichzay]
yup, uh (uh-uh), free my n-ggas in that slam (ayy)
ayy, catch me a opp, his ass get blammed (blam him)
ayy, put my mask on top my face, i don’t give two f-cks, i do it on cam’ (yup)
ayy, brand-new glock, man, this b-tch won’t jam (what else?)
ayy, brand-new glock on the back of the lamb’ (aight)
ayy, i’m in atlanta right now with them k!llers, them n-ggas the realest that don’t give a d-mn (come on)

[verse 2: getrichzay]
ayy, b-tch, i’m in the a (a), i be ballin’ like the hawks (witch)
ayy, get some head and then i skate (let’s go), i’m on my grind like tony hawks (aight, come on)
ayy, he caught one shot to the face (boom), now his dumb ass can’t even talk (baow)
ayy, heard his brother got hit with that drac’ (vfft), now his dumb ass can’t even walk (uh-uh)
ayy, n-ggas be broke as h-ll, dropped old songs (come on)
ayy, i’m on a opp block tryna drop chos (let’s go)
ayy, me and lil tay won’t shoot out no v, we gon’ hop on no feet, bet his ass get caught (come on)
ayy, racks on his head, bet his ass get bought (racks)
now racks on his head, we gon’ take his sh-t off (racks)
make a f-ck n-gga strip, n-gga take that sh-t off (uh)
bet these 7.62s turn a tough n-gga soft (gang, gang)

[chorus: getrichzay & nardfromda8]
yup, uh (yup), free my n-ggas in that slam (ayy)
ayy, catch me a opp, his ass get blammed
ayy, put my mask on top my face, i don’t give two f-cks, i do it on cam’ (yup, let’s go)
ayy, brand-new glock, man, this b-tch won’t jam (aight)
ayy, brand-new glock on the back of the lamb’ (what else?)
ayy, i’m in atlanta right now with them k!llers, them n-ggas the realest that don’t give a d-mn (come on)
b-tch already f-cked one of my n-ggas (uh, ayy), she still suck d-ck ’cause she don’t give a d-mn (yup)
[verse 3: nardfromda8]
don’t give a d-mn (huh?)
catch me a opp and his ass get blammed (what?)
i get to the racks, i won’t f-ck up a pack and i keep it a stack when i get in that jam (ayy, ayy)
these n-ggas go broke and they not gettin’ hands, with a whole new stick, so i know i won’t jam (ayy)
throwin’ tds just like camp
taxin’ no n-ggas, no, i’m not sam
you lovin’ that b-tch and i’m f-ckin’ that b-tch, she was suckin’ on my d-ck (ha), it was all on a cam’ (ayy)
i hop in the booth and you know i go h.a.m
i hop in the booth and you know i could win (ha, no cap)
i snap through this beat and i don’t give a f-ck
i’ma get to the racks, ma dukes in the benz (skrrt)
ayy, i took me a l, but i got me a win

[outro]
ayy, he get slimed, n-gga ain’t my fam (come on)
get hit with that iron, get hit with that ham
ayy, still on the streets, b-tch, i’m goin’ h.a.m. (ayy)
still beatin’ blocks on the back of the van (let’s go)
ayy, catch me a opp, he gon’ die where he stayin’ (aight)
ayy, shooters on standby soon as i land (what else?)

- nardfromda8

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