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letra de deathrow - nh$ lil bk

[intro]
pull up, all black, switch with drum
big ol’ 40 make him run
bro just copped a drum
i bet ks made him run
i made him run

[chorus]
bro just copped a drum
i bet ks made him run
pull up, all black, switch with drum
big ol’ 40 make him run
and i came up off a slums
youngest, they can’t tell me nothin’
and i keep biggin’ up myself
n-gga like me, i don’t need no help, yeah-yeah
i’m in the trap, ooh, junkies callin’ back
i got some n-ggas in the trap, ooh, doublin’ up a stack
and we them n-ggas in the trap
got some slimes, ain’t on a leash
got some slimes across the street
yeah, n-ggas run up, get hit

[verse 1]
ah, yeah
in and out the trap, ooh, yeah
trap, slatt, ooh, yeah
hit a n-gga up, then do the race
told big bro to take his face
lotta big bands, lotta money i made
gettin’ out the trap, gotta take vacays
told lil’ honey, “i need a lil’ sp-ce”
n-ggas want beef, i take your face
in and out the trap, junkies callin’ back
keep a glock with a d-ck, yeah
n-ggas want beef, get swept, yeah
on the block, get sticks, yeah
in the trap with my n-ggas, yeah
break down the door, four on the stove
n-ggas they know, they know how it goes
[chorus]
bro just copped a drum
i bet ks made him run
pull up, all black, switch with drum
big ol’ 40 make him run
and i came up off a slums
youngest, they can’t tell me nothin’
and i keep biggin’ up myself
n-gga like me, i don’t need no help, yeah-yeah
i’m in the trap, ooh, junkies callin’ back
i got some n-ggas in the trap, ooh, doublin’ up a stack
and we them n-ggas in the trap
got some slimes, ain’t on a leash
got some slimes across the street
yeah, n-ggas run up, get hit

[verse 2]
n-ggas want the beef, i pour rain
been up on the block, ain’t told names
skeems with me, he soul take
how you want beef? you told names
n-ggas, they whack, they so lame
i been the same since the old days
and we kick down your doorframe
told him stay in his own lane
and stack, uh, broski up with a stack, uh
broski came with gats, uh
guwop, he came with that, uh
trap, ooh, blatt, uh
gotta flip me a next pack, uh
bad foreign b-tch on my lap, uh
she beggin’ me, givin’ her back, uh
[chorus]
bro just copped a drum
i bet ks made him run
pull up, all black, switch with drum
big ol’ 40 make him run
and i came up off a slums
youngest, they can’t tell me nothin’
and i keep biggin’ up myself
n-gga like me, i don’t need no help, yeah-yeah
i’m in the trap, ooh, junkies callin’ back
i got some n-ggas in the trap, ooh, doublin’ up a stack
and we them n-ggas in the trap
got some slimes, ain’t on a leash
got some slimes across the street
yeah, n-ggas run up, get hit

- nh lil bk

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