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letra de best friend - nh$ kenzo

[intro: nh$ kenzo]
eh, what’s up, doc?
they picked your homie up, so i guess we had to spin again
tsss ()

[chorus: nh$ kenzo]
they picked your homie up, so i guess we had to spin again (lil d)
spin again (lil d), yeah, spin again (yb)
we smokin’ on your brodie, on your homie, on your best friend (who?)
your best friend (who?), your best friend
they picked your homie up, so i guess we had to spin again (lil d)
spin again (yb), yeah, spin again
we smokin’ on your brodie, on your homie, on your best friend (who?)
your best friend (who?), your best friend
[verse 1: nh$ kenzo]
for that dope, yeah, we kickin’ doors
yeah, we wipin’ nose
keep my pole ’cause these n-ggas ho’s
run up, let it blow
just hit it, forget it
this beef, i dead it
these n-ggas pathetic
i do this for redd-ck
i’ll send you to heaven
b-tch, better count your blessings
b-tch wanna wear my chain
i’m coming up from the canes
and we ain’t playin’ no games
bullets, they hittin’ your brain, now you insane
should’ve stayed in your lane
b-tch, i remember those days doing them hits, and then we go back to the lane

[chorus: nh$ kenzo]
they picked your homie up, so i guess we had to spin again (lil d)
spin again (lil d), yeah, spin again (yb)
we smokin’ on your brodie, on your homie, on your best friend (who?)
your best friend (who?), your best friend
they picked your homie up, so i guess we had to spin again (lil d)
spin again (yb), yeah, spin again
we smokin’ on your brodie, on your homie, on your best friend (who?)
your best friend (who?), your best friend
[verse 2: paperboy]
we smokin’ on your best friend
my backwood full of dead men
tell them n-ggas keep they distance ’cause i’m rollin’ with my weapon
got the glizzy or the fn
and i only aim for headbands
we been smokin’ on your best friend from the dt to the west end
b-tch, them glizzies got extensions
get the drop and sh-t get hectic
got a 40, i ain’t benchin’
i hit they block, yeah, b-tch, i bent it
we smoke your crodie, come and fend it
b-tch, i’m rollin’ with some felons
there’s some sh-t that we can’t mention
w pull up and drench him

- nh kenzo

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