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letra de eos - ndotspinalot

[intro : tjay gunz , tone hound , ace gunz , ndotspinalot]
like glah
(glah , glah , glah glah boom)
( every opp shot , suck my d-ck like )
glah
glahhh

[verse 1: tjay gunz]
we gon’ bend thru that block .2 shots , we gon’ bend thru that block tryna catch us a makk
if he jackin’ the 5th he a pack lil stackz hop out put the beam on his back
if he run then we leavin’ him flat
on the third we was movin’ too tact
like wait , who that who that
if bro on the court we send shots at his cap
like i bet this .40 take him off the map
why they sayin’ my name in they tracks? like once did them n-ggas talk facts
lil [?] got beat did bad , lil zay got spliffed sh-t sad
rico got shot in his leg now he mad
and when i called jacob he ain’t [?]
like glah glah
let mе tell you these n-ggas bе opps and when we see he him he ain’t gettin’ no pass
when we see him he turn into flash , when we see him he doin’ that dash
like we gon’ keep cl!ckin’ ’till that n-gga drop, like .40 gon’ do that job
she all on the d-ck just suck dont gag
like glah , like glahh
and its still free the guys on the rock , heard shh did bad in the spot
like doak im still droppin’ the flock
die lzz we was droppin the wokk
lil nazzy a fan of my block
me and dotty tryna make it hot
spin in the gz if he slip up he shot
lil [?] now he can’t make it back, on the streets he was duckin’ his top
free zay he got booked for the knocks
aj got hit thats odd
why the f-ck they keep dissin’ my block , like he took it should of been a hop , like word to my deadd word to my ?

[verse 2: tone hound]
we gon’ spin , we gon purge thru the rain
hop out throw shots let it flame
n-ggas be fans of my block thats on gang , and nazzy got shot in the back of his brains
bend thru that block and im lookin’ for loccs , and im throwin’ like .7 if .10 what i tote
save like .3 for him and his hoes
like i know a opp that got shot and they told
rico got shot in his leg he a b-tch , n-gga dumb now he walk with a limp
toting on .40s they know how we rock
she excited while im totin’ on knocks
beatin’ up the p-ssy she tellin me stop, put the d-ck in her stomach she like it a lot
and im toting on .30 while im droppin the wokk
ya mans did bad n-gga get off my c-ck
reverse the whip hop out and they shot
( shot like word to my dead)

[verse 3: ace gunz]
try to pop out cause they know our sh-t active
no gun on the 22 why you lackin’?
fell in love with the cl!ckin , opps roll im laughing
he ain’t gang i dont know who gassed him
i ain’t passin’ the pole i dont know how u action it
invest in the gun no investin’ in casket
we get busy like f-ck all the cappin’ , dont get it confused when it come to this rap sh-t
hop out the cut wit no mask n-gga blast em’
aj got beat wit’ the pole should’ve clapped em’
i say f-ck it , im tired of relaxing , ass fat beat it on the mattress
im fixin’ the dub left bro and them tappin’
i cannot slip cannot f-ck up my static
he ain’t gang n-ggas jack he ratting
[?] came with a pole i slapped him like
and im with all of that dumb sh-t , pop out the cut wit’ some sh-t make you run quick
he dont live what he rap tell him cut it
and i could go dumb with a pole if i wanted
[?] get busy that’s word to my hat, and noah got stomped in the back of his cap
aj got hit what they did about that?
in the streets he was duckin’ his hat like d-mn
i turn nun to something , that’s his b-tch i dont care we be f-cking
tell him pop out with his knocks if he dumpin’
caught a shot to the box cause this chop you can’t tuck it
why you duckin’ yo top and i ain’t even up it?
bullets mad hit his face make a n-gga hug it
tell tjay “go deep” tryna score ima dunk it
(tell him throw and he dont need a [?])
like who wit’ it , who in the jink ?
move his soul , why he f-ck wit my jink?
why he lookin , my way dont blink
i move different so he better think
he ain’t gang he dont got aim
thotty with me go get in gang
creep thru , hop out , throw shots like wait
and im on the rey , im the kid with the cane

[verse 4: ndotspinalot]
ayo , tjay , why the f-ck they keep sayin’ yo name
n-ggas stay in the streets but they dont put in pain, its a shame
lil notti got poked on a train , now look at his brothers tryna carry his name , its a shame
say they carry a chop ? n-gga carry a stick n-gga died for a stain
at the end n-gga turned to a [?]
totin’ on .40 gon’ slide in a stoley f-ck lil notti went out by the pokey
these n-ggas be talkin’ like pull up and show me
me and justo on timing , like ricky and morty
these n-ggas is soft , lets link up in person let me see what you on
if they come to this block them n-ggas get torn , like f-ck all the politicing n-ggas be boring like
(glah glah boom)

- ndotspinalot

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